Back Stabbers
BACK STABBERS
How can we say we are loving our lives?
When we’ve got to hide from friends who carry knives
These aren’t the weapons they use to hack
But the ones they like to dig right into our back
You’ve got to be careful who you put trust in
You never know when it’s you they will be discussing
They will drag anyone down making their name dirt
They will lie and deceive with the bull that they spurt
You shouldn’t care for the things that they say
Karma will visit them and will make them pay
The people they spurt to will know their words aren’t true
It doesn’t make them as bad, if they come running to you.
Copyright © Ronald Tinmurth | Year Posted 2016
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