Backstabber

You like to pretend to be the white knight in your castle full of lies

But your armor is darkened with my blood

From the knife you stabbed in my back

How does it feel in the tower

Looking down on me

Acting like you’re better than

From here I can see your foundation

There are cracks all over

And you don’t have the tools for repair

If I did what I wanted

I’d take a sledge hammer to your f**king walls

Until the tower comes crashing down

With you inside

In hopes a boulder lands on top of your chest

And when you’re gasping for air and begging for help

Before I walk away I’ll say

“f**k you”

And never look back

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