History Of Guns but i ll be waiting

Cold lonely feel the dark
Close if off to hide the past
Bury it deep in the abyss
You'll never see what you did
But I'll be waiting for you
Just when you least expect it
With all my years of focused hatred
And weak thoughts grown strong
You are pathetic
You think you've had it harder
Than everyone else who's ever struggled
I hope you die soon
Cold lonely stepped on cold stone
Ripped up fake like your last
Fury is lost in my fist
You'll never see what you did
But I'll be waiting for you
Just when you least expect it
With all my years of focused hatred
And weak thoughts grown strong
You are pathetic
You think you've had it harder
Than everyone else who's ever struggled
I hope you die soon
We're all drawn from our conclusions
Creating our illusions
We are pulled force
That caused this intrusion
Cold lonely wanted nothing else
I fell through an open hand
With nothing left to understand
Just I will be waiting
But I will be waiting
But I will be waiting
But I will be waiting
And if you want any more
Don't talk at me
I'm all I can ever be
So take, take all you can't leave
Hurt me, I won't hurt back
So lie, you know it's twisted
So burn, burn you have it coming to you
You, you have it coming to you