Blood On Your Hands

Could you keep to yourself?
 You have no sense of pride
 Prying for answers where you know that only lies will reside
 How am I supposed to have any respect
 While you constantly step where you don't belong
 People don't forget
 And now they're starting to see
 You pick and choose, project and shed your insecurities
 No one's fallen victim to your plan
 You don't have a life in your hands
 Fuck
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 Would have only kept to yourself
 But You had no sense of pride
 Pried for answers where you knew that only lies would reside
 I have no respect
 (I have no respect)
 Because you constantly step where you don't belong
 You
 You already know what it is LINYC
 CTA motherfucker
 It's called minding your business, yea you gotta learn
 Or else you'll see how quickly that these tables can turn
 And now you're tripping cause you know you got it twisted again
 You will pay, they will pray on your mistakes
 On your mistakes
 Now you have blood on your hands
 You just couldn't resist, you needed every sip
 I saw their starve, you have no fucking heart
 And what the fuck did you even solve?
 Nothing
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 You're nothing
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 May I burn in hell
 (May I burn in hell)
 If I betray my friends
 (If I betray my friends)