Fuck you. You took what you wanted and left, like locusts.
Everything I gave you, everything that we've been through.
You bled me dry then went, like leeches.
Go, you got what you could now leave, like vultures.
Ripped apart in minutes what was built 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, you're on your fucking own.
Sleep with one eye open (because),
"IF I HAD IT MY WAY I'D SLIT YOUR THROAT WITH THE KNIFE YOU LEFT IN BACK."
All this shame, all this guilt, all his regret, that's me.
I'm inside of you.
And this is your world fucking falling apart mate from the inside out.
Everything will fall apart at your feet - you got hell to pay.
And you better fucking bow down to me.
You better beg for mercy.
Get on your fucking knees, and cry me a fucking river.
Best friends mean forever, cunt.
