• You thought they used to be your friend
    But they stabbed you in the back in the end.
    Now your love for them is fading and wearing thin
    And the hatred begins to set in readying you for an evil sin
    You take a knife from the drawer
    and take your enemy to the floor
    You thrash about in a cold blooded fight
    around the handle your fist is tight
    You drop the knife to the ground
    and your life turns around
    For once you have took a persons life
    You either do it again and again or you are stuck in eternal strife