Business Finds Pleasure - The Taste Of Blood

If you ever want to come in contact again I’ll have my people contact yours

But it seems that your people have already come in contact with mine

Your people, my people

Betrayal (your) Stereotypical — oh so, derivative — over poetic words

Fail to individualize your work from the others who happen to be in the same

mind set

I could be just like every other band and try to burn my bridges down

But those bridges are still all connected to me

I did not know that you looked at them like that

Bridges aren’t enough

I’ll burn your fucking house down