its truth be told now
or its meet you demise!
so how did it feel, when you held the knife that you stuck right in my back
a thousand times?

your grandfather would probably roll in his grave
if he knew of that person that you had became!

i will not just lay down and take this!
Not Again! (not again!)

you have left my heart, black and blue
just like your father, did to you!

#personal #vent #lyrics #red
how lovely