Heel Turn

You feed a treacherous lead of lies
You break people's hearts and make grown men cry
Then you find a target to use and abuse
Your scapegoat follows your every move
To wipe your false tears and your lacking soul to soothe
You wish upon the star
and out of the blue
the scapegoat has teeth and claws too
Too ironically enough, leave you for dead
You now pay the price for what you have said
For you made it, now you must lay in your bed

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