Don't come and tell me that your ideas stayed the f*cking same,
the scumbags you call your friends turned your words to a sad f*cking joke.
You're not the first, hope you're the last,
lack of conviction, I just can't take it.
How come you're so surprised when I say this is my last goodbye?
Don't you know? I meant every word I said.
Every word I f*cking spoke. It will not f*cking fade.
People will come and go, but convictions will f*cking last.
Go f*ck yourself and your so called friends but don't come f*cking back.
I said it once, won't say it twice, you made your choice there's just two sides.
You're meaningless, I'm f*cking pissed; your weakness will tear you down.