Texty: Viboras. Wrong. Stay Away.

met a friend few days ago
he ain't missing you at all
shit you did didn't help you much
always thought you ain't worth a fuck
six months gone by like a flash
strange enough look, I survived
always thought I ain't this tough
you never krew who you dealt with,
well I am rough

stay, I don't want you to stay
stay...away...stay...away

writing threats are your last idea of fun
felt so pissed off at the time
I remember a night at the squat
you never moved a finger
I think it sucks
well we've forgotten you
and all the shit you put us through
you stabbed us all in the back
and then you got your car crashed
my cigarette is almost up
you got this far and now
it's too late, we all say
no more time to waste with you

stay, I don't want you to stay
stay...away...stay...away