So I cast away my past away with the sheep.
(I was) so damn naiive to think that I thought I could run with wolves.
I never thought my pack would run me through but they did.
Bleed me out by the river, drown me with a four page letter.
Let the cold enter my lungs.
Lay me down with the rest of the scum.
You leave me with no hope.
You are the worst in me.
You're holding the rope.
A parasite and a fake.
I go down.
My trust lies with me in the lake.
My body lies at the bottom of a god damn lake.