Testo: Weak Of Wanting. Rhino Vendetta. Sentimental Bullshit.

I don't care if you're alive,
pray your suffering inside,
are you tortured and alone,
its more than you deserve.

If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you,
If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you,
If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you,
If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you.

When you choke up your last breath,
I hope you die in your own arms,
you mean nothing more to me,
wholly insignificant.

As you gaze upon your life,
I hope your stare does not meet mine,
if I feel your scent near me,
your lifes work will be undone.

If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you,
If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you,
If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you,
If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you.

When you choke up your last breath,
I hope you die in your own arms,
you mean nothing more to me,
wholly insignificant.

We see the same things,
we see everyday,
we see the same things,
we pray they go away.

I won't care when you are gone,
the sooner I'd prefer,
keep your opinions,
I'll keep mine,
they're ungratefully received

If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you,
If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you,
If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you,
If there was ever a thing of no use, it would be you.

When you choke up your last breath,
I hope you die in your own arms,
you mean nothing more to me,
wholly insignificant.

When you choke up your last breath,
I hope you die in your own arms,
you mean nothing more to me,
wholly insignificant

(Thanks to The Gruffalo for these lyrics)