The biggest mistake was to let you near me I'm speaking to you but you won't ever hear me Close to the touch but aeons away On a distant planet on another day
I thought we were even I hoped it was cool Your guilty pleasures made you a fool I extended it all but you turned it to dreck You keep trashing my name and stabbing my back
I shall not be terrorized You will pay for all those lies
And every day's a good day to die Fucka, fucka, die, mutha fucka, bye-bye
A spewing volcano of distortion and hate You plead and beg me to spare your fate You evoke our friendship and the days of old But I know a dish that's best served cold
The gleaming blade a muffled cry You won't live to testify
I gave you it all I let you perform You sowed the wind now you'll reap the storm In the coldest blood steady-handed I take no prisoners the eagle has landed
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