People come and people go And in the end, we always know The ones we trust hurt us the most so let them rot and turn to dust The backs I've stabbed and throats I cut And all the times, I've screamed out fuck I swear to God you'll eat your words I'll strike a match and watch you burn All these struggles, and battles fought And all my friends I fucking lost I choked on blood I spit out teeth And still, I'll end up six feet deep I scratch my head when I see red And I can't swallow the shit you said If there is one lesson I've been taught It's all you fucks deserve to rot I'm tired of bastards, vultures, and fucking snakes Line them up and ill dig all their fucking graves Loyalty, family can't be bought And as for all the others, you can fucking rot