Weathered Hands - Turncoat | Текст песни

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There's nothing fucking true about you
or what you believe in
Blood stains my back, the memories you're thieving
you brought this on yourself
I'll eat your words till I'm sick, I don't believe a word of it
you brought everybody down when its you who should be in the ground
maybe on your last breath you'll realise this fucking mess you've made
I wanna watch you crumble I wanna see you fall,
promises you made me nothing now at all
if your the man you claim to be, why don't you look me in the fucking eyes when you say that shit about me
you fucking cunt

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