• Heads will roll.
    Blood will flow.
    Come on you big talkers.
    Let's start this show.

    You've ran your mouth.
    It's time to act out.
    Come on, aren't you ready?
    This is what it's all about.

    Stupid, pathetic lies.
    Breaking promises and trusted ties.
    Come on, you're so pitiful.
    I'm sick of your fake, angry cries.

    You're so worthless, it's sad.
    You have no idea what you had.
    Come on, get a life!
    Growing up isn't that bad.

    How immature can you get?
    Your little two year old fits.
    Come on, show us some action.
    I'm ready so double up those fists.

    That's what I thought you cowards.
    Lock yourself up in that conceited tower.
    Come on, are you really so weak?
    You're so right, my dear, you have no power.

    So keep on calling us names.
    When, in the end, it's a shame.
    Come on, do I look intimidated?
    You have yourself to blame.

    Oh, go and try to bother someone else.
    You're the lying poser yourself.
    Come on, give us all a break!
    You're just insecure of yourself.

    Complaining to other nobody's is pointless.
    In the end you'll all confess.
    Come on, afraid to take a hit?
    Cry a river, it might hurt less.

    So, who's the liar now?
    The one who's going to drown?
    Come on, who are you fooling?
    Any good part of you will never be found.