When you know you're the one at fault
You dug your own fucking grave
This bed of nails, now fucking lie in it
You knew, what you were getting yourself into with this
Point the finger at me? Spit in my face and I'll spit in yours
You've got to know about cause and effect, of course you do
It's why you shot yourself in the stomach
Selfishness was your demise
I won't let you stomp on what makes me
Don't play the fucking victim
You demolished what you built
You fuck, die with some pride
WRITERS
Christopher Whited, Kyle Carter, Kyle Medina, Kyle Shope