Tekster: Integrity. No One.

You talk and you fucking talk,
Your bullshit never stops.
You think anyone is afraid, of all those friends you've betrayed?
Who's gonna back you up now?
Alone in your own little crowd,
Thinking you're the one who's in control.
Your stupid shit is getting so old.
No one.
Your words mean nothing to me,
and vengeance, cross me again and we'll see.
You'll be the one to fucking pay