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    "Death To False Friends"genre: Metalcore
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    Breathe in lung dust, Eyes are rusted, Death to false friends. False friends can do damage like no other.
    CD: 3-Track Promo CD recorded Aug 2002   Label: CD For promo use only
    Credits: Godplayer

    Lyrics
    DEATH TO FALSE FREINDS
    (How it feels to be betrayed by someone you called a friend)

    You see me, my pain,
    Trapped in your sights again,
    Devour me
    Whole.

    Toast a bottle to the end of the friend that I once had,
    I thought that we would never part.
    Now you're nothing but a two-faced prick with an attitude.
    You had your chance but now you're fucked
    I can't believe that I once trusted you.
    Now I want no fucking part of you
    Or your crew.

    You're a disease. X4

    Death to false friends!

    Now its time to set the record straight.
    You want a piece of me, I'll show you fucking hate.
    Anything you have gotta say, you better say it to me
    And then I'll put you in your place.
    Now I'm wise to what you are.
    This shit has gone on way too far.

    Wise up
    Or get fucked!
    You lied to me and yourself.

    You were the first one,
    To break a promise to me.
    Your everything meant nothing to you,
    You've lost it all and you have yourself to blame.

    I can't keep my hate at minimal.
    Betrayed by you, someone I thought I knew.
    You disregarded our whole past.
    Your pushed me over the edge.

    The day will come
    When I will look you right in the fucking eye
    An exercise my pain on your face!

    Breathe in lung dust,
    Eyes are rusted.
    Death to false friends (I see you).
    Death to false friends (For what you are).

    Breathe in lung dust (exhale pure hate),
    Eyes are rusted (now it's too late).
    Death to false friends (I see you).
    Death to false friends (For what you are).

    Breathe in lung dust (exhale pure hate),
    Eyes are rusted (now it's too late).
    Death to false friends (I see you).
    Death to false friends (For what you fucking are).

    You test me, you're never gonna beat me.
    You failed me, you're never gonna beat me.
    You test me, you tortured,
    Now you'll bleed dry.
    So long.
    You pushed me over the edge.



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