Testo New Found Hate Last Man Laughing
You turned around, stab me in the back again.That's the last time I leave my flesh open.
It fools only fools- buy into your lies.
Your heroism is shallow and jaded.
And I can't believe you live this way.
Burning bridges, ruining friendships.
You go to church every Sunday, you found no god, no love, you found hate.