Tekster: 98 Mute. Class Of '98. Slander.

Maybe I shouldn't have said it Of course I was too quick to judge Words swiftly spoken may be unrefined I didn't know optimism was a crime Hey I have got enough problems Don't need extra baggage from you Pointless games and taxing headtrips Unfortunate side effects of your friendship I may have slipped won't happen again my legs are beneath me now For the last time cut down from behind I will be ready next time It's no big deal I've gotten used to being let down I just didn't think that I would ever be let down by you Your antics are always expected Passed off as being your nature Get away with murder 'cause you're just being you A modern day version of Shakespeare's licensed fool Not to say that I'm not guilty Emotions get the best of me Quick to fight a nasty habit Can't keep my cool if I never had it I had so much faith in you 'til I saw your true colors bleeding through You're a joke that I don't get with a punchline I'm trying hard to forget I don't want to carry the burden Of holding this grudge
any longer What to do, do I made amends? Or discard this joker from my deck of friends? Slander you said it I heard it But you know I never deserved it So locked to you the world in my head I know I should have never let you in