A death trap he laid for me,
And I stepped in blindly,
Unaware and unsuspecting
Keeping my guard down,
Didn't even dream of this
Cause I felt he was my own....
but heck did I know
Did I know...
Those were sweet sweet lies,
He whispered in my ears
those were false assurances,
Which drove away my fears,
Now I know nothing was real
It was a sweet betrayal,
It was a sweet betrayal
I should've known I should have known...
those words, those moments, those smiles,
All of em a big fat lie...
Nothing meant a thing,
It sure doesn't mean a thing
I should've known...
Like breezy mornings he arrived
Stepping out like a storm,
Now I don't care if he goes to hell...
Cause baby that's where he's from,
Why should I cry! Why should I scream?
Of my feelings he is undeserving,
And those were sweet sweet lies,
The moments that flew by
Those were sweet sweet lies
My memories' like a video roll in my mind...
A devil summoned from hell
The Punishment for my sins,
But all his thoughts,
I chuck 'em in the Bin...
'Cause that sweet betrayal,
I won't let it mess up my heart,
cause that sweet betrayer
Doesn't know I'm stronger than that,
Cause that sweet Betrayer
I won't forget or forgive
But He doesnt own my time
Just a hard bump in my life...
I should've known
From his of arrival,
He could be nothing more
But a bittersweet betrayal.
*------- the end -------*
Here I am at almost 1:30 At midnight, harshly woken up by my friend Maroona with 1000 of missed calls, she needs a poem or lyrics by tomorrow, about Betrayal, her lyricist ran out on them and her Band needs one by tommorrow morning, next time she demands me to play her songwriter, I'm gonna take pay, I won't have anybody ruin my beauty sleep.
P.S this is written as a SONG, a metal type of song and I'm sorry for boring with my rant, but I tend to be grumpy when I'm woken up before time
Thanks,
Bye,
Goodnight!
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