VERSE 1 
We gain benefits, from a nemesis, we brought that harder edge to the 
Penmanship, this is a renaissance, a genesis, see every breath brings you 
Pestilence, to ridicule and finish you, cause none of These threats are 
Subliminal, we not criminals but we sinners too and patience that's left is 
So minuscule. It's been a few and we let it slide but friendships are not 
Standing the test of time, can't hit rewind, so be set to find consequence 
As we sever ties, to hold a [bad word] is a potent [bad word]  a total buzz (so smoke 
It up) cause motives was so [bad word]  such phony [bad word] gone and blown the  [bad word]  So we closing up... 

HOOK 
(Cactus) You find pleasure in tearing down all that we burn for but I found 
Freedom in closing the door 
(Torcha) Enough is enough, we're closing it up, we're closing it up 

VERSE 2 
We're militant with diligence our innocence killed by the villainous, to 
Build again is real revenge, take your thirty peace's of silver man. 
Middleman with little scams that give your kicks like a river dance, we 
Killed your plans of milking bands, [bad word] a deal now we deal with a million 
Fans. Our enterprise, re-energized, [bad word] serum is piled in this pen of 
Mine, verify men from mice, from venomous smiles and pathetic lies. Like 
Gemini's with many sides, there energy spent where the pennies lye, 
Imbedding spines with machete knives, now for attempts we be very wise. 

Identified... They identified 

HOOK 
(Cactus) You find pleasure in tearing down all that we burn for but I found 
Freedom in closing the door 
(Torcha) Enough is enough, we're closing it up, we're closing it up 

BRIDGE 
Memories here be so bitter sweet, your taking our dreams to the guillotine 
Memories here be so bitter sweet, your taking our dreams to the guillotine 
Memories here be so bitter sweet, your taking our dreams to the guillotine 
Memories here be so bitter sweet, your taking our dreams to the guillotine 
Memories here be so bitter sweet, your taking our dreams to the guillotine 
Memories here be so bitter sweet, your taking our dreams to the guillotine 

HOOK 
(Cactus) You find pleasure in tearing down all that we burn for but I found 
Freedom in closing the door 
(Torcha) Enough is enough, we're closing it up, we're closing it up, we're 
Closing it up. 

Enough is enough, we're closing it up, we're closing it up, we're closing 
It up. Enough is enough, we're closing it up, we're closing it up, we're 
Closing it up.