Still Breathing
by Countdown· from Between The Lines
After all the faith I placed in you… you turned out like the rest. “Best Friends,” What the fuck does it mean to you?
After everything we’ve been through, all the shit I’ve done for you.
And I once cared so much, But now all hope seems lost and you’ve given me enough hate to fuel a holocaust.
Here we go, for round two, none of this is new
You’re not even worth the effort to take a fucking swing. So go ahead and sell me out again. At least this time have the gut to stab me in the front.
Everything we had in common is dead and gone. Everything we had in common, you know that you were wrong