Produced By Hiram Hernandez & Dragged Under
Mixed & Mastered By Matt Good
You looked a gift horse right in the mouth
Reached down its throat and tore its song out
taking bites out of the hand that feeds,
now there’s nothing left for you when you’re most in need.
You become the heart that pumps the blood of defeat
Perceptions of grandeur, when you’re wanted the least.
How can you be so wrong and not see it.
empty words on your tongue with no meaning
(I found a way to carry on)
I found a way to carry on
In the absence of you, i’m standing strong
now i got a chance to write your wrongs
Even if you stay, To me you’re already gone.
Nothing to offer. so much to lose.
Can’t stand a leash so you fashioned a noose.
No self control. left to your devices.
And yet again you succumb to your vices.
I Prayed you won't fail but i knew that you would.
you never rose to the occasion and I knew you never could.
Don’t try. Don't try
You’re not sorry.
I see it in your eyes.
You Never bothered to step up to the plate
You were nothing but a second choice in the first place.