Counting On Me
Counting On Me
You're always counting on me.
Watching me bleed.
You're so care free.
Spending all the money.
Never appreciated a thing.
Always asking for more everyday.
I feel the frustration building up inside.
It was all a lie.
You take me for granted.
It was fun while it lasted.
No more conflict.
I am now dominant.
Take back what is mine.
Walk out the front door, leave you behind.
I answer to no one.
I am done.
No more controlling.
The hate is boiling.
The rage is never ending.
An appetite of destruction in flames.
No more chains.
I am free in a blaze
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