Winthrop

Like a parasite you've sucked out life
Poisoned all peace of mind and left your friends to die
You love yourself and no one else
Numb to the pain you deliberately dealt

Day after day we suffocate
Your presence leaves a bitter taste
I can see through the charade

I've come to terms with your selfish ways
Textbook crimes by and for the illiterate
The past lives you should have buried dig your grave in the cemetery

No paradise-heaven on thawing ice
A life in disorder, you've lost all composure
You can't hide behind those bloodshot eyes
Remember how the lies taste?
Your sharp tongue is misplaced

Day after day we suffocate
Your presence leaves a bitter taste
I can see through the charade

I've come to terms with your selfish ways
Textbook crimes by and for the illiterate
The past lives you should have buried dig your grave in the cemetery

Swallow your pride before it swallows you
Make no mistake, you're such a fucking waste

I've come to terms with your selfish ways
Textbook crimes by and for the illiterate
The past lives you should have buried dig your grave in the cemetery

No mistake, you're such a fucking waste



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Writer(s): Chris Hoffmann
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