Who Are You,Mr.Brooks

You do it all the time

You bring pain, you bring crime

It’s the way of exile

You never ever smile

Do you remember the pain? (Pain that you caused) Say!

You show repentance, get blame (You get the blame) Pray!

You think you are so fine

But you are worth a dime

Inside you are so vile

Your soul is full of bile

Waste the fucking disease filling your head

Make your last breath to change your way

Don’t walk away, remorse is so nigh, accept it now, regret!

You take away

All their sacred hopes

You maim and slay

Enjoying their bawls

Deprived of grace

You drive them to suffer

Hiding your face

You leave them nothing