tba

The lack of loyalty makes me sad
It makes me mad they talk about you behind your back
Their words I want to crush
Crush with my bare fists and their smirks I want to strike out
For long I just defended, but now I will take them out

The relationships grew closer
But I cannot care now that I can see closer
At their masks and what their intentions are
They are all for themselves and never for you
I tried that once, but life drew away in a rush
I care much - it is simple

They ask me questions, searching for answers
As if I would reveal something to make them stronger
But they will never get there
Because they are looking for poison
Down by the docks, in the stations
Parading allure, disarm - trying
Why, they must know I am coming