when you think that you know someone
they claim to be your friend
a blackened wick is all that remains
when the verdict has been sent

with no legs left to stand on
no truth to call your own
like a tired soldier slowly dying
the gun that fired the shot was your own

now i see you lying in the bed you chose to make
backstabber
hows it feel now to live the life
i've always known was fake

trying harder just to realize
what the hell was goin on
i saw you in the shadows
dont you know im strong?

ive got my own intuitions
ive got my own beliefs
and when you try to toy with nature
youll be falling with the leaves

and now its all beginning
sail the ship you chose to build
you wont see me crying
washed my hands clean
and now i see you lying in the bed you chose to make
backstabber
hows it feel now to live the life
that ive always known was fake

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