former friend

you call yourself a former friend
you think you have the right??
you wanna say stuff behind my back
well come on baby fight
i want your head in the ground
crushed under it's own weight
you lored us in with your false front but now you've met your fate
leave us be
leave us alone
don't let my name touch your lips
i no longer want you hands on my hips
i hate you with a passion of a thousand suns
so be your gansterr self
raise your guns
you going out to war boy
you know the world awaits
why don't you man up! and look into your fate
you sicken me and i really want to see you cry!

-and thats how i felt the day our friendship died...

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1. sam says:

   Is this about Matt???