pig in a cage

it must feel so good to sell out your convictions

and be a shell of your former self

im sure it's a lot like shooting heroin

its so bad, but it feels so good

you are a slave to the glamour and the luxury

you are a weak, pathetic fool

you stopped fighting

you stopped giving a shit

you curled up on the floor and let them nest you

with all their bullshit

and i am ashamed of you

ashamed to ever have called you friend

i have wounds that mean more to me than you

you are the greatest liar i have ever encountered

and you are stuck in your hell that you created for yourself

because you just want to wash it down 

smoke it away

and fade into obscurity through smoke filled haze

you are a liar

and you will always be a liar

no one trusts you

you exist among thieves, and scum

people who would sell you out given the right opportunity

and i cant wait to see you fall

i cant wait to kick you right in the ribs when you are down and out

i will have my revenge

i will make sure you see my face, you look right into my fucking eyes

when i smile and laugh at you

cause you are just a washed up piece of shit