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Texty: Dope. American Apathy. Bastard.

Backed out to save yourself
But again left out again
Bailed for the whole to see
Now you better watch out for me

Bastard

Bastard you hear what I said
When we find your ass you're dead
You're dead

Bastard

And there ain't no fuckin way
That you're leaving here alive today

Just forget about it
Don't even think about it
Just forget it
No fucking way
Just forget about it
Don't even think about it
Just forget about it
Your gonna pay

Backed out to save yourself
Like a bitch talked shit again
You sold out your old friends and me
For a new found enemy

Bastard

Bastard you hear what I said
When we find your ass your dead

Your dead

Bastard

And there ain't no fuckin way
That you're leaving here alive today

Just forget about it
Don't even think about it
Just forget it
No fucking way
Just forget about it
Don't even think about it
Just forget about it
Your gonna pay

Hello you're goin down
Hello you're goin down
Who is this
It's me mother fucker
You're goin down
They say all good things
Come to thoes who wait

Bastard

You hear what I said
When we find your ass you're dead
You're dead