Текст песни Hitlist

Another dark night with the fullest moon I got the perfect cliche to bury you alive As you're screaming "make it stop" But all you hear is my laughter Who has won? And now you all are doomed I wrote a hitlist for everybody that's done me wrong Never wanted to, but they made me One name down, another ten to go I'll save the sweetest for last, she'll never know God they all had it coming, as they will know Cause hell hath no fury like I do