My Fuck You To You Testo

This time last year we were inseperableBut now I see we were disposable
You're only as sick,
sick as the secrets you keep
I know the monster's lying under your bed when you're trying to sleep
I know something you can't see
Destine the forest from the trees
The king is dead, long live the fucking king
The peasants pay when you live beyong your means
I know something you can't see
Destine the forest from the trees
Oh yeah, cause this is my fuck you to you
I wouldn't say what I haven't seen
Looking back and realise it's just a bad dream
I wouldn't say what I haven't seen
Looking back and realise it's one more time a bad dream
Oh yeah, cause this is my fuck you to you
Fuck you!
Oh yeah, cause this is my fuck you to you