Everything goes right through Though the amount to wonder, to misunderstand, is all but misconstrued A fight, a struggle, the start of a feud All from a comment not meant to be rude
This moment did last a while The memory of what happened is locked in a cranial file A spewing concern blasphemed from this brain of bile The ******* keeps coming in a never ending pile
What did this scream? These lies are a figment, small parts of a dream I hear your words and it’s not what it seems I know you all too well; you’re just a ******* fiend
I stuck out and put it on the line You don’t give a **** it’s not worth your time Lie some more and tell me its fine But I know the truth and you think I’m ******* blind
The call is yours and the one that’s made ***** You can only ride so long on your train of luck When the horse gets burned it will start to buck But like I said you don’t give a ****