The flowing of your hair And you knew that I was there Always by you side With truth and pride But you betrayed me, it was destiny You beat me down every chance you get I don't know how much I have left You torment me Now death is a release You spit right on me Then you commence to step over me Stomping on my face The bitch is what I taste Now you will see the fear That is possessing my cares You beat me down every chance you get I don't know how much I have left You torment me Now death is a release Why did you Leave me so heartless The pain within it Never gives in to me It really is sad, when you came Out and took my hand It really is true, when I say "fuck you" Don't look to me When you need me Its a mistake Mistake Mistake Mistake I'll beat you down every chance I get You don't know how much you have left I'll torment you If you only know You thought I let you in But I put you out But I put you ou But I put you out Of my mind!