Personal Games For Personal Gain
Built Upon Frustration
Your life ends now, and that's the way that it has to be
You manipulate every moment of peace
No justification, you pathetically exist
The debts are due and will be paid, I'll expose your cowardice.
Your mask of strength hides a weak face
Does your guilt outweigh your selfishness?
You're here one minute and gone the next
Without a trace
The truth is told but not trusted
Confused on where to begin
Your misery comes down like rain
Personal games for personal gain
The way you are is disgusting
Synthetic faith in your eyes
Fuck you for causing all this pain
Personal games for personal gain
Come and take a stab at me
To prove to all that you're a man
But for this I promise you
With vengeance I'll come back
You sit before the Eyes of God
Full of pride and false respect
But God could never save you from this
And I'll never forget!
You thought that you could play the same games
And stabbed me in the back, confront me face to face
You're here one minute and gone the next
Without a trace
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