| 歌曲 | Maybe Next Time |
| 歌手 | Buried In Verona |
| 专辑 | Notorious |
| If I found your burning body, | |
| I wouldn't stop to piss on you, | |
| watch the flames lick your face | |
| while you scream a symphony. | |
| If I found your burning body, | |
| I wouldn't stop to piss on you, | |
| watch the flames lick your face | |
| while you scream a symphony. | |
| This song is dedicated to the person | |
| who tried to **** up our lives, | |
| tried to end our ****ing careers and | |
| tried to **** everyone around us, | |
| you know who you are, | |
| you’re a ****ing piece of shit, | |
| **** you. | |
| Wake up, your nothing to no one, | |
| why can't you see past your pride, | |
| your world closing around you, | |
| mistakes left you wondering why, | |
| This is you, | |
| We left you for dead [x3] | |
| you get what you get when | |
| you **** with your friends. | |
| Cut the stem from the rose and | |
| stab it deep inside your flesh, | |
| let the whole world see the bitter you and | |
| smash the mask that hides your face. | |
| Cut the stem from the rose and | |
| stab it deep inside your flesh, | |
| let the whole world see the bitter you and | |
| smash the mask that hides your face. | |
| If I found your burning body, | |
| I wouldn't stop to piss on you, | |
| watch the flames lick your face | |
| while you scream a symphony. | |
| I'll push you off the edge my friend, | |
| temp you into sin. I'll bury you alive my friend, | |
| let the darkness slowly in, | |
| **** YOU. [x2] | |
| Hope, i hope your happy, | |
| successfully ended your dreams, | |
| now the nightmare that you call life, | |
| must be burning and turning to fear | |
| Cut the stem from the rose and | |
| stab it deep inside your flesh, | |
| let the whole world see the bitter you and | |
| smash the mask that hides your face. | |
| Cut the stem from the rose and | |
| stab it deep inside your flesh, | |
| let the whole world see the bitter you and | |
| smash the mask that hides your face. | |
| We left you for dead [x3] | |
| you get what you get when | |
| you **** with your friends. |
| If I found your burning body, | |
| I wouldn' t stop to piss on you, | |
| watch the flames lick your face | |
| while you scream a symphony. | |
| If I found your burning body, | |
| I wouldn' t stop to piss on you, | |
| watch the flames lick your face | |
| while you scream a symphony. | |
| This song is dedicated to the person | |
| who tried to up our lives, | |
| tried to end our ing careers and | |
| tried to everyone around us, | |
| you know who you are, | |
| you' re a ing piece of shit, | |
| you. | |
| Wake up, your nothing to no one, | |
| why can' t you see past your pride, | |
| your world closing around you, | |
| mistakes left you wondering why, | |
| This is you, | |
| We left you for dead x3 | |
| you get what you get when | |
| you with your friends. | |
| Cut the stem from the rose and | |
| stab it deep inside your flesh, | |
| let the whole world see the bitter you and | |
| smash the mask that hides your face. | |
| Cut the stem from the rose and | |
| stab it deep inside your flesh, | |
| let the whole world see the bitter you and | |
| smash the mask that hides your face. | |
| If I found your burning body, | |
| I wouldn' t stop to piss on you, | |
| watch the flames lick your face | |
| while you scream a symphony. | |
| I' ll push you off the edge my friend, | |
| temp you into sin. I' ll bury you alive my friend, | |
| let the darkness slowly in, | |
| YOU. x2 | |
| Hope, i hope your happy, | |
| successfully ended your dreams, | |
| now the nightmare that you call life, | |
| must be burning and turning to fear | |
| Cut the stem from the rose and | |
| stab it deep inside your flesh, | |
| let the whole world see the bitter you and | |
| smash the mask that hides your face. | |
| Cut the stem from the rose and | |
| stab it deep inside your flesh, | |
| let the whole world see the bitter you and | |
| smash the mask that hides your face. | |
| We left you for dead x3 | |
| you get what you get when | |
| you with your friends. |