Lyrics to song Page One by Texas In July
you beg for mercy when you crouch down in front of me.
could you be any weaker. you? worthless being.
every second you take is a waste of my time.
what else do you want? have you already killed me, dime? for dime.
I am ruthless. you spit a hard game. I don't like it.
I swear one day you will shape up coward. until then you are worthless.