Make Believe

This feels like make believe
Sometimes my inner thoughts, they get the best of me
I gotta run, gotta run, gotta find a gun
And they won't get no fucking warning shots 'cause I am done

And we've been running around in circles, yeah, for all these years
Taking it on the chin along with bottles of beer
If you're coming out for our money, fuck around and find out
You're on the wrong side of my history, vengeance is mine now
I can never rest till you rest in pieces
Yeah you brought this on yourself the day you tried to squeeze me
I'm a long gamer, yeah, I'm a survivor
And I will burn you down with the rest of the liars

Cause I don't owe you anything
No, I don't owe you anything

Because this feels like make believe
Sometimes my inner thoughts, they get the best of me
I gotta run, gotta run, gotta find a gun
And they won't get no fucking warning shots 'cause I am done

And I don't owe you anything
No, I don't owe you anything