FUCK!!!
Accused of abuse
That's what you fucking think that I really wanna be
There's no excuse
Believe the lie cause there's nothing more you'll see
Overlooking everything
I did what I did for a reason and you won't understand
You've taken everything
I call you a theif something you will never comprehend
I call you a theif and you call me an abuser
This is how it splits and you're the accuser
Do it for reason but you had no reason at all
Our friends taking sides watching as you fall
My side talking about how I should've feast
Your side talking about stealing more from me
I just want to forget about it and move on
You want your friends to steal and do wrong
This is what you labeled me
This is what I'll label you
Theives!!!
Now I spy at your house filled of fucking theives
Sitting there worrying about how much you hate me
As you sit there pondering how you wrecked my life
If I just burn your house down you'll be in strife
Freedom is not something you can take away from me
I'll fight to get it all back just you wait and see
Can't believe I wasted time on a compassionless bitch
There's too many wounds to heal with just one stitch
This is what you labeled me
This is what I'll label you
Theives!!!
Falsely Accused!
Worry In The House Of Theives
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