Hatebreed - Boundless (Time to Murder It) Lyrics

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Boundless (Time to Murder It)

Boundless (Time to Murder It) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Boundless (Time to Murder It) By Hatebreed?
I've got a bullet for the shame
A toe tag for the spite A body bag for the envy A coffin for their guilt Headstones in their place A shovel tells the memories So take this message how you want Today it ends now I choose what you control 'Cause it's time, our time Confront what you've always denied And be boundless It's time Reach within and find The nemesis inside 'Cause it's time to murder it Oh let's go I've got your epitaph written Elegy to scream A hole dug deep for the gluttony Sever strings of doubt No need for last rites False prayers no one's hearing So take this message how you want Today it ends now I choose what you control And I'm not sorry for your loss As the coffin shuts on everything you know 'Cause it's time, our time Confront what you deny 'cause it's time to be boundless I want what it take to be boundless I know what it is to be boundless I can't let this nemesis survive I must reach inside 'cause it's time Time to fucking murder it 'Cause it's time It's time It's time Confront what you always deny 'cause it's time to be boundless |
Who Wrote Boundless (Time to Murder It) By Hatebreed?
Chris Beattie, Jamey Jasta, Matthew P. Byrne
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What's The Duration Of The Boundless (Time to Murder It) By Hatebreed?The duration of Boundless (Time to Murder It) is 3:22 minutes and seconds. |
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