Twist The Knife

Twist the Knife - Black Tusk

My trust

Forsaken again

Hung out to dry once again

Your word

Has proved to be sh*t

Left here

Dealing with it

No honor

Amongst thieves

Dead weight

Holding me down

Useless

Stripped of your crown

Your lies

Brought me to this end

Cannot

Call you a friend

Deceit

Now you know your place

Can't rise

With your foot on my face

Twist

The

Knife

Again

Again

Again

Again