Fake
F*cking mistake
I am better off without you
Snake
Slither away
This time its hunting season
Separate
Myself from you
Gouge away
Any trace of you
The rain falls
Worms bear face
A desperate crawl
An awful taste
Bastard disease
You're nothing
I will grant you
Final peace
Leave
Just like the rest
Casted out
As if a pest
Suffer
As I did
Alone
Alone