When someone becomes nothing to anyone
Whilst feelings have died
Anyone would know it
They set out stick and stones
They say they'd crush my bones
I say, I don't get mad, I get even
Before they do

Spoils go to the victor
I'm dead on time
Your time is going to come

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One day I'll dance on your graves
Even if you're buried at sea
Till then, till when I exact my revenge
I'll tell them, "you're dead to me"

We're all just trying to hold on to anything
You'd think they'd know that's what we're trying to do
These wounds are invisible
Underneath the dirt I still see the scars
But then when things got bad, we spread our wings and fly away

You'll take all of your riches in the back of a hearse
Your time is going to come

[Chorus]

One day I'll dance on your graves
Even if you're buried at sea
Till then, till when I exact my revenge

[Chorus]

Writer : MUSTAINE, DAVE
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing