Tekster: WWE. Jeff Hardy Theme Song.

Well I got a sharp stick, I keep in my pocket.
I speak volumes never utter a word
When u strike a match the fire will happen.
But the line between the smoke and the flames get blur

Don?t u see the writing on the wall (writing on the wall)
Your in way over your head,
your gonna drown in the things that you?ve said.

Time has come thank god for words.
A thousand threats I?ve heard before
Your words are cheap but lies are faint to me
Time has come thank god for words.
A thousand threats I?ve heard before
And tore your words like to ...

It?s a paradox, a mystery, a riddle.
A door in your face and only I have the key.
To understand, you?d be caught in the middle.
Caught in a web of being spun by me.

Don?t you see the writing on the wall. (Writing on the walls)
Your just a victim of your on conceit.
You got decked of your own defeat.


Time has come thank god for words.
A thousand threats I?ve heard before
Your words are cheap but lies are faint to me
Time has come thank god for words
A thousand threats I?ve heard before
And tore your words like ...

Never walk away from a fight that?s worth fighting,
Never hesitate when you know your gonna act,
Never waste your words on the fool who won?t listen,
Never sell your soul cus you?ll never buy it.

Time has come thank god for words.
A thousand threats I?ve heard before
Your words are cheap but lies are faint to me
Time has come thank god for words.
A thousand threats I?ve heard before
And tore your words like to ...
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