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A race for distinction

Among the world’s greatest cowards

And this fame suits you well

I want to hear it from your mouth

Go on; tell me that you’re worthless

Or does it hurt to tell the truth?

I feel so disgusted that I ever put my faith in you

A friend once, now never, will I have shit to do with you

These problems are your own and I am not your saving grace

So stop looking to me to clear the air of your disgrace

This is over….

I’ll see you suffer with the choice

To be prone to failure or be given hope

It seems we all have vices and mine is you

Give up your addiction or give up your life

I’m through wasting my time to help you, what good is it?

When you won’t even help yourself if you know what you need to do

I hope that they find you dead with needles in your arms

This is your fate if you continue with the path you’re on

An illustration of dishonor, as if you had some honor still

These are the last words from me that you will ever hear

I’ve been a friend to you

But all you’ve done is waste that

Requesting pity, making everything a cry for help

Pointing the finger, telling me that I don’t respect you

I guess that’s true though, take a look at yourself and you might know why