Verse 1:

You were my ultimate freedom, yeah my autumn of seasons

Didn’t know I was awake, damn I thought I was dreaming

Like it was alternate sleeping heard Sandman talk he was speaking

But maybe I'm partly to blame my fault for believing

To ever think you were a queen I'm here to scold you with treason

For a year I gave my everything, my soul for the keeping

But a taste of the attention turned to all of your feedings

The sauce and salt that you seasoned the plate and bowl you eat in

What you portrayеd, and said were only false in your rеasons

For you to gain, all my efforts keeping hold with a leash and

Now in these days, I would pray, that your pulse would stop breathing

Your heart would pause and stop beating that thought would holster my grievance

(I should) I should fill your mother’s vocal chords with my semen (Gross)

With this song on the speakers having the chorus repeating

If the analogy was music, I'd call it misleading

I heard the voice of an angel but you're an auto-tuned demon, I’m singing

Chorus:

Crossed the line

And you thought that I’d be fine

Well I’m tired of your bullshit (Yeah)

If revenge was a gun, then I’m loaded with a full clip

Foolish to think that I (That I)

Wouldn’t come back up and rise (And Rise)

Yeah I’m tired of your bullshit (Yeah)

If revenge was a gun, then I’m loaded with a full clip, bullets go “blaow”

Verse 2:

Listed all your names believe I got you noted

If you didn’t notice just know this that I am locked and loaded

(Locked and loaded) I’m begging you to tempt me please, try to do it

Now my words are ammunition guaranteed you’ll bite the bullet

Lyrics both of magazines, first one is like have a read

The other one for stacking rounds, piled up to blast the heat (That’s fire)

Either way your petty bitterness proved

That today might be the very day the trigger is pulled

As I be sipping Yakult, you’re getting torched and checked child

On all projects I’ll, launch projectiles

I’m lighting you up (Spark) for you provoking the darkness

I’m scoping my targets your dome gets departed, when I’m unloading the cartridge

Yeah, aiming like a veteran sniper

Gunpowder like a toxin fill the pen with the viper

Because you tried to belittle me now it’s my shot and I’m bucking back

For that, the last thing you’ll ever see is a muzzle flash

Chorus:

Crossed the line (Crossed the line)

And you thought that I’d be fine (Oh yeah)

Well I’m tired of your bullshit (Yeah)

If revenge was a gun, then I’m loaded with a full clip (Full clip)

Foolish to think that I (That I)

Wouldn’t come back up and rise (And Rise)

Yeah I’m tired of your bullshit (Yeah)

If revenge was a gun, then I’m loaded with a full clip, bullets go, “blaow”