Lyrics: Rebecca Wiggers
Music: Rebecca Wiggers/Benjamin Roberts/Rikki Tetsugawa/Wandile Zulu
Venetian blinds and
Black silhouettes
Caught behind the
Smokey plumes of a
Lit cigarette
Held between the lips
Of one heart-broken brunette
The daggers in her eyes
Spy it isn't over yet
And don't you
Damn forget
You didn't think she was upset?
Isn't that convenient?
You better take a second guess
She's coming for you next
Didn't think she was upset?
Oh you're very incorrect
She wears stilettos in red
To dance on your grave
Like
She's coming for you
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Black silhouettes
Lit cigarette
Heart-broken brunette
It isn't over yet
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Her wicked smile growing more grotesque
As her plan reaches the final phase
No prisoners, it's not a game
But for you, it's checkmate
Shadows mix and morph her face
She enacts her plan with cunning grace
She'll go to prison, it's not a game
But for you, it's checkmate
And she's dancing like
She's coming for you
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta
Vendetta