The very thought of you makes my stomach turn
The fact that anyone could be so fake
My fingers twitch and my temples burn
To call you brother was my first mistake
Over and over again I was blind
For ten years of my life
It sickens me deeply of how many times
From my back I pulled that knife
Arrogance
Malice
Ignorance
Callous
Self-hate
Pride
2-Faced
Lies
Your words are polluting our lives
Your hate dilutes your own
You're in serious need of direction
You're in serious need of a back bone
You turned your back for the last time
You never thought you'd fall
But if you turn around this time
I'm breaking your fucking jaw
How many times have I tried
To look at you as a friend
And how many times have you lied
Individualist until the end
You extend your hand to those in need
Only to push them down
You put them at the mercy of your good deeds
In debt til they're in the ground
