People come and people go
And in the end, we always know
The ones we trust hurt us the most so let them rot and turn to dust
The backs I've stabbed and throats I cut
And all the times, I've screamed out fuck
I swear to God you'll eat your words
I'll strike a match and watch you burn
All these struggles, and battles fought
And all my friends I fucking lost
I choked on blood I spit out teeth
And still, I'll end up six feet deep
I scratch my head when I see red
And I can't swallow the shit you said
If there is one lesson I've been taught
It's all you fucks deserve to rot
I'm tired of bastards, vultures, and fucking snakes
Line them up and ill dig all their fucking graves
Loyalty, family can't be bought
And as for all the others, you can fucking rot