Fallen Tears

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    It's funny. They say;
    "Treat others, the way you wanna be treated"
    I don't wanna be treated like this, ya know?
    I had my best so-called best friend stab my back
    And this is what I fuckin' get.

    I tried to be your best friend,
    But you pushed me away.
    You wanted to be cool,
    But too pussy to stay.

    Me and you were fuckin' buddies
    Now I'm done with the fight.
    Now what do I get?
    A fuckin' bitch, you fucked up my life.

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    I woulda died for you homie,
    But you left me alone
    I had your back,
    And I even welcome you into my home
    But my back got stabbed, beat down and shattered
    But you left me all alone, like friendship didn't matter
    I woulda did anything for you, but now I'm worthless
    And karma ain't an excuse, couse I'm a good person

    My dreams have been crushed,
    My soul has been stabbed
    By this fag,
    A white carbon copy of my dad

    I hope you get what you deserve,
    In return for my pain,
    And learnin' how to burn a damn nerve on my brain

    I thought I trusted you,
    I even helped for your bitchin
    I hope you mutha fuckin' die,
    And burn in hell, in addition you fuckin faggot.

    I count the fallen tears
    That fall before my eyes
    Seems like a thousand years
    Since we broke the ties

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