Perfidy To the Fidelity

I see perfidy to the fidelity which is replete of your treachery Too bad we ain’t cool, because for you was a melody About the despicable ingredients that thrive back then To create aspersions for my heart to grow fat in You having a back of mine was thought to be perpetual From grabbing the horns, I saw it was all bull So when I manifest this light, you shouldn’t be in my sight I’m watching my own back when you enter a fight No more under the timber, will my name be in December Forgive and forget the final Thursday of November Perfidy to the fidelity, I’ll always remember