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When I caught you in the act

I didn’t know of the full extent

Sordid deception with malicious intent

But there’s a knife in my back and you won’t make eye contact

Betrayer, deceiver

Look me in the fucking eyes

Don’t I make you just a little bit nervous

You know it, I see it, believe it

Your quickened pulse gives you up

Do you think I’m fucking stupid

I see the subtle way you grit your teeth

A faint reminder of the shit you eat

Putrid orifice, diaphanous disgust

I can’t bury this

Blunt force trauma

It could be a hammer to the back of the god damn head

It could be the last straw that winds you up dead

And I'll make for certain that you'll get yours with a bullet in the head

I need to see you broken in a different way

I need to inflict a pain that will never quite fade away

You won’t see me coming