Prong - Revenge...Best Served Cold текст песни

The constant paranoia is of someone's design
Doorbell is ringing, no one's outside

I like my revenge... best served cold
For a lack of respect and a lack of a soul

Best served cold

Suddenly a shadow under your door
A click of a magazine, your door's not secured
Find an old photograph, was that ever there?
Are those really footsteps walking up your stairs?

I like my revenge... best served cold
For a lack of respect and a lack of a soul
I like my revenge... best served cold
With total contempt of an arctic storm

Best served cold
I like my revenge... best served cold

Me and you
There's a history unattended to
It's a story with no ending to
With a mystery of who's after you
Me and you
You wonder why it never happens to you
With no one really getting back to you
This history of me and you

I like my revenge... best served cold
For a lack of respect and a lack of a soul
I like my revenge... best served cold
With total contempt of an arctic storm

I like my revenge... best served cold
I like my revenge... best served cold
I like my revenge... best served cold

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