Testo Angels With Filthy Souls

So called friends with their fucking problems searching for sympathy
When I needed you most you weren't to be found, don't come crying to me
Leaving me behind when you get your help, seems so fucking easy
I can't believe I'm still sitting here, that's just the human in me

Pushed to the edge, then pushed some more
How long did you expect this to go on for?
Lies and rumors flood from your mouth, I'm starting to notice a trend
I thought I could trust you but I was wrong, no you're no fucking friend
I can't sit here anymore, i just can't fucking pretend
Today is the day where this all ends, you can't make amends

Pushed to the edge, then pushed some more
This will continue on no more.