Blood Label snake in the grass

You fucking snake in the grass
I should’ve learned it by now
I entrusted so much in you
You backstabber
Now I know I not to count on you
You made this personal
On you
Fucking critical
On you
You made me cynical
Now I know not to count on you
I’m paranoid to this day
Treachery is all around me
I’m hanging in the balance
I’ve lost touch with the reality
‘Cus you
Fuck!
You’re a snake in the grass
A real fucking Judas
But I can see through your mask, so don’t try shit
I’ll turn the day into night
Turn talk into fight
I’ll bring the matter to light so start telling the truth!
Real lies
Turn to real crimes
You can repent what you did
Ask for forgiveness
It doesn’t matter to me
The jig is up
‘Cus you