You had my back against the wall
How long will I be the one that falls?
I was your minion for so long
Let me write your last song
How does it feel to conceal your rage's burst?
I don't want to know that any more!
You won't have to ask "who shot first"
Since you made me an open sore
I won't have any kind of excuse
You indirectly asked for pain and I won't refuse
Exhausted by self-restraint...
Can you feel your pulse becoming faint?
My madness fueled by hatred
You are dead praying for your life's thread!
