If you don't bring nothing to the table
Don't expect to eat
Don't expect no one to grovel at your feet
Don't expect me to forgive any lie or deceit
Don't expect me to help you when you bleed
You've never done shit for nobody else
You never cared about no one but yourself
And all these sit takers you call your friends
I know you'll turn on each other in the very end
Your eyes will turn from red to black
When you feel all the daggers in your back
I'm fed up with your bullshit
I'm fed up with your lies
Fed up with your ways
Now look straight into my eyes
No more Mr. Nice guy
It's time to be blunt
You're nothing but a worthless cunt
I got a fist for your face
A blade for your soul
I'm gonna nail your fucking head on pole
You're watching your world falling apart
No more lies to tell
No more playing fuckin' smart
Your eyes will open wide
Right before you only see black
I will strike you down
Writer(s): Jacob Bredahl, Anders Gyldenohr, Henrik Bastrup Jacobsen, Mikael Ehlert Hansen, Peter Lyse Karmark
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