I got a sharp stick, I keep in my pocket
I speak volumes never utter a word
When you strike a match, a fire will happen
But the line between the smoke and the flames get blured
Don't you see the writing on the wall(Don't you see the writing on the wall)
You're in way over your head
You're gonna drown in the things that you said
Time has come and gone for words
A thousands threats I've heard before
But words are cheap, but lies are big to take
Time has come and gone for words
A thousands threats I've heard before
And all your words are too big to take
It's a paradox, A mystery, A riddle
A door in your face and only I have the key
Do understand, you'll be caught in the middle
Caught in a web by being spun by me
Don't you see the writing on the wall (Don't you see the writing on the wall)
Just a victum of your own conceit
The architect of your own defeat
Time has come and gone for words
A thousands threats I've heard before
But words are cheap, but lies are ment to kill
Time has come and gone for words
A thousands threats I've heard before
And all your words are too big to take
Never walk away from a fight that's worth fighting
Never hesitate when you know you're gonna act
Never waste your words on a fool you won't listen
Never sell your soul cause you'll never buy it... back
Time has come and gone for words
A thousands threats I've heard before
But words are cheap, but lies are ment to kill
Time has come and gone for words
A thousands threats I've heard before
And all your words are too big to take
Time has come and gone for words
A thousands threats I've heard before
But words are cheap, but lies are ment to kill
Time has come and gone for words
A thousands threats I've heard before
And all your words are too big to take
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