$#&@ your. You took what you wanted and left, like locusts.
Everything I gave you, everything that we've been through.
Go, you got what you could now leave, like vultures.

Ripped apart in minutrs what was build in seven years.
The ink scarred on your back may as well of disappeared...
For as long as I remember you sold everything you owned.

But now you sold our friendship, your on your $#&@ing own.

Sleep with one eye onen [because],

"IF I HAD IT MY WAY I'D SLIT YOUR THROAT WITH THE KNIFE YOU LEFT IN BACK."

All this shame, all this guild allt his regret that's me.

I'm inside of you.
And this is your world $#&@ing falling apart mate from the inside out.
Everything will fall apart at your feet - you go hell to pay.

And you better $#&@ing bow down to me.
You better beg for mercy.
Get on your $#&@ing knees, and cry me a $#&@ing river.