Time and again when we asked you questions
With a smile on your lips you answered with lies
Now I'm getting tired of crackwhore confessions
Your story keeps changing along with the tide
Do you know once we thought you an angel
But you went and squandered the chances we gave
As we stood by you you just stood there laughing
Slyly turning to spit on our graves
You spit on our graves

Do you remember your time in gutter
Selling yourself for a small like of crack
Open wounds weeping, open grave calling
Methadone scripts and feeling like crap
Who took you in who put food in your belly
Who showed there was an alternative way
Gave you hope of a home, a career, your daughter
But who was it took us for suckers at play?
We were suckers at play... lets play

And so now you confess that it was all for money
Don't the word friendship mean nothing to you
I'm not a vengeful type, I wont make you pay
For all the hell you've been putting us through
But just you remember there's one code I live by
United we stand, divided we fall
And there's no place here for you crackwhore's confession
There's nothing for you here, nothing at at all
Nothing at all
Nothing for you here.... nothing at all


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