Turncoat
No more standing on the line
It's time for you to pick a fucking side
I held you dearly but now I'm seeing very clearly
That I was merely
A pawn you played in all your theories
You feed on friction
Enslaved by violent addiction
Spreading fiction to anyone who fucking listens
Trusted you more than I care to admit
Just to find out that you're so full of shit
I made a decision to which I commit
I'm cutting you off from the tit
Bitch
You will never feed on me again disgusting little worm
Push you to the ground and stomp you out until your lessons learned
Fall to your knees you look fucking pathetic
What makes you think that I'd be sympathetic
Set you free too many times so I get it
But nothing has changed since the last time I said it
I'd watch you die and I wouldn't regret it
Fuck you and everything you ever stood for
Target practice is the only thing you're good for
Fuck you and everything you ever stood for
Target practice is the only thing you're good for
It's all an act it's all a ruse
Now I see I was confused
Treating this life as a game
Thinking that you'll never lose
Find yourself deep in the hole
You've lost all control
Begging to save your soul but it's no use
I'm praying that you won't get loose
If you feel unworthy it's because you are
I don't even know how I let you get this far
Fuck
It's time for you to pick a fucking side
I held you dearly but now I'm seeing very clearly
That I was merely
A pawn you played in all your theories
You feed on friction
Enslaved by violent addiction
Spreading fiction to anyone who fucking listens
Trusted you more than I care to admit
Just to find out that you're so full of shit
I made a decision to which I commit
I'm cutting you off from the tit
Bitch
You will never feed on me again disgusting little worm
Push you to the ground and stomp you out until your lessons learned
Fall to your knees you look fucking pathetic
What makes you think that I'd be sympathetic
Set you free too many times so I get it
But nothing has changed since the last time I said it
I'd watch you die and I wouldn't regret it
Fuck you and everything you ever stood for
Target practice is the only thing you're good for
Fuck you and everything you ever stood for
Target practice is the only thing you're good for
It's all an act it's all a ruse
Now I see I was confused
Treating this life as a game
Thinking that you'll never lose
Find yourself deep in the hole
You've lost all control
Begging to save your soul but it's no use
I'm praying that you won't get loose
If you feel unworthy it's because you are
I don't even know how I let you get this far
Fuck
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Writer(s): Dillon Hare
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