Back Stabbing

Back Stabbing

I've told yo a thousand times
Not to play any games
You're messin' with dynamite
It explodes in your face
You're screwing with my life
Someday you will pay
You got my mind paralyzed
I won't take your disgrace
Now you're just buying time
The dominoes are placed

And you're setting me up
Just to tear me down
One of these days
I'll turn it around (to you)
'Cause your taxes are due
And now it's my turn to screw you

You've played your every part
Right up to the cue
You're pulling my mind apart
Insaniity looms
I'm sick of your silly games
My turn to reverse the play
Just you wait for the day
Back stabbing in your face
You're such a disgrace.


8/16/1983
July 19, 2007 @ 12:50 pm | Category:
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