Four Fingers

Angels With Filthy Souls
So called friends with their fucking problems searching for sympathy When I needed you most you weren’t to be found, don’t come crying to me Leaving me behind when you get your help, seems so fucking easy I can’t believe I’m still sitting here, that’s just the human in me Pushed to the edge, then pushed some more How long did you expect this to go on for? Lies and rumors flood from your mouth, I’m starting to notice a trend I thought I could trust you but I was wrong, no you’re no fucking friend I can’t sit here anymore, i just can’t fucking pretend Today is the day where this all ends, you can’t make amends Pushed to the edge, then pushed some more This will continue on no more. From Letras Mania