A fistful of fear in my hands
A bullet of betrayal in my brain
No progress comes from pleasure
We smile in ignorance and learn in pain
Willful deceit was your plan
Desperately avoid the blame
Who will you answer to now?
Sharpened your shovels
Just to dig your grave
Stand up because the ground is in your way
I won't give you any piece
Yet still you talk
Try to fight but I will watch you fall
This is sweet revenge
And karma's a bitch
You glutton for punishment
What did you expect?
Sick, sick, sick
I'm sick of being your martyr
Your inglated ego is just dead weight
Bask in all the eyes upon y
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