Backstaber
the sky is turning red and they are dripping tears,
for the people that are hurting,and filled with cold bloody fears.
the ones with the guns,
pull the triggers,when their done.
the cutters blame themselves,
they bleed to death,they cut their heart right out.
you take the knife and put it right through me way to many times,
just to show the blood on the knife,
and to show people what you do after a fight.
your eyes,
makes me want to cry,
and they make me die for my lies.
you called me a fake,
let me tell you.
look in the mirror,
look into your reflection.
do you see the people your destroying?
who's the fake now,
hear the words come out of my mouth.
how could you think i was so dumb,i'm only numb.
tell me ahead,
these things you did and why.
yeah,who's the backstaber now?
memories,
promises,
all gone because of what you become.
lairs,
backstabers,
look what you done.
what do i do?your the pieces of the puzzle,
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2007-07-29
14:20:41
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broken_heart_of_an_angel
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