You said you’d always be true, but you’re a weak motherfucker and you never had it in you. Suffer, slaughter, endless torture. Fuck you and things you fucking stand for. I won’t candy coat the truth, and I won’t hide behind the lies that made you blind. Why cant friends just be friends, instead of fuck each other over just to get ahead. Proud to be, proud to be, straightedge, I have not yet begun to hate. Those who were, those who were. Bloodstained hands, wash the blood away. Promises made, promises broke, do unto others before they fucking do you.
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