Avarice - Grand Theft Audio

Here’s the sucker punch, your mind is out to lunch

In everything you do, your poison attitude

Takes your breath away, blackens everyday

There’s nothing left to lose, 'cause I’m sick of you

I’m running through black streets at night

With nothing ahead of me

Thinking of you, beaten black and blue

You’re waiting to greet me with your avarice

Your avarice

Here’s the new excuse, your soul has blown a fuse

And everywhere you look, the liberties you took

You stop and look at me, hate the things you see

There’s nothing left to lose, 'cause, I’m sick of you

I’m running through black streets at night

With nothing ahead of me

Thinking of you, beaten black and blue

You’re waiting to greet me with your avarice

Your avarice

Here’s the sucker punch, your mind is out to lunch

Takes your breath away, blackens everyday

In everything you do, your poison attitude

You stop and look at me, hate the things you see

Here’s the new excuse, your soul has blown a fuse

Takes your breath away, blackens everyday

And everywhere you look, the liberties you took

You stop and look at me, hate the things you see