Twelve
You can't go back on what you did
Your twisted poison makes me sick
Been pushing us down far too long
Just wait 'til you get proved wrong
Do it just for the fame
Make the rest of us look tame
We've got our backs against the wall
We won't help you at all
These words have cut me up
But we're not giving up
I'll fight
I'll die
To show you that it's mine
You're going to hell for what you did
And I'll go there too
Just to kick you in your fucking teeth
Your twisted poison makes me sick
Been pushing us down far too long
Just wait 'til you get proved wrong
Do it just for the fame
Make the rest of us look tame
We've got our backs against the wall
We won't help you at all
These words have cut me up
But we're not giving up
I'll fight
I'll die
To show you that it's mine
You're going to hell for what you did
And I'll go there too
Just to kick you in your fucking teeth
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Writer(s): Johnny Fowler
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