Empty Threats

Bold posture but a paper-thin and frail

Smiling at hate something I can't stand for
I gotta put my foot down

Fight against
What's wrong

I won't regret
I'll be left
Standing strong

You know I'm tired of you spreading all your lies
And never taking action when it's finally time
Out of chances to prove me wrong

Pinning friend against friend

End this stupid fight
Return to our roots

No more empty threats, no more walls
I'll fight with my fist
Just for heart and dedication

Fuck this brotherly hate



Credits
Writer(s): Nolan Stypul
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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