Not quite finished yet
You just might' a tried to pull a muh' fucking fast one, I'm mad
You just hurt my goddam fellling, and that was the last one I had
There are no more chance you can do that again.
Went through friends, some of them I put on
But they just left, they said was riding to a death
But where fuck are they now
Now that I need them I don't see non of them
All I see is Slim
Fuck all you fair-weather friends
All I need is Em'
Fucking Backstabbers
When the chips were down you just laughed at us
Now you about to feel the wrath of aftermath, faggots.
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