The flowing of your hair
And you knew that I was there
Always by you side
With truth and pride
But you betrayed me, it was destiny
You beat me down every chance you get
I don't know how much I have left
You torment me
Now death is a release
You spit right on me
Then you commence to step over me
Stomping on my face
The bitch is what I taste
Now you will see the fear
That is possessing my cares
You beat me down every chance you get
I don't know how much I have left
You torment me
Now death is a release
Why did you
Leave me so heartless
The pain within it
Never gives in to me
It really is sad, when you came
Out and took my hand
It really is true, when I say "fuck you"
Don't look to me
When you need me
Its a mistake
Mistake
Mistake
Mistake
I'll beat you down every chance I get
You don't know how much you have left
I'll torment you
If you only know
You thought I let you in
But I put you out
But I put you ou
But I put you out
Of my mind!