“YOU. WILL. PAY.”

From promises made

to smiles faked

I know what’s broken

from your excuses spoken

I know I’m mostly silent

but I ain’t being golden

 

I know my life’s been in disarray

You may not give a damn anyway

That’s alright

I don’t beg

I fight with all my might

I work from the heart

to fill the emptiness inside

 

I’ve stopped asking you

I’m sure you’ve spreadt the rumour too

about me, but that’s actually half-true

 

That’s okay

Say what you like about me

Someday you’re going to pay

I believe in the fairness of The Almighty

 

Oh, yeah.

You. Will. Pay.

It’s just a matter of ‘when’.

 

R.

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