So you want to tie both my arms off and force feed me to sharks Just for the sake of releasing me from a memory of when you slept in the serpent's den Showed me what lurks in the hearts of man Left me alone with the consequence Considered a bond between friends I'm not / You're escaping with my good name Create so you change all the rules of this game How low can you go How deep and how bold I might have misjudged in you my trust So you want to spit on my face and start to calling me names expecting me to break down, give in, let you take the win But I'm not ready yet to be convinced My fear and pain have become my friends and you vultures need me to let you in so you can claim your vitim