Dog Eat Dog - True Color Lyrics

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True Color

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What Are The Lyrics For True Color By Dog Eat Dog?
Gave you all that I had
I let you come and go as you please, never once did I ask for anything in return, except to have what was coming to me. You broke a friendship that was based on trust and tried to pull the wool right over my eyes. I can't see how such a lying , cheating son of a bitch, could have ever been a friend of mine. Are you so blind that you can't see, look at what you've done to me. All of this time I called you my friend, now I see your true colors showing in the end. Good times and bad times took a turn for the worst, but looking back on it now, wonder why somehow I could ever hitten all the hurts. Took something from me that you can't give back, it was yours as much it was mine, but in the end I think you've got what was coming to you, I got love you got nothing but time. Are you so blind that you can't see, look at what you've done to me. All of this time I called you my friend, now I see your true colors showing in the end. Left you to your own devices and I see trust is just a word you take for granted, you never had the balls to stand and fight me. Cause you know that my feet have been firmly planted. I always had your back we'd find a way out you know, the two of us could never be kept down. I never understand the path you've chosen, but I will not back down. |
Who Wrote True Color By Dog Eat Dog?
Brandon Finley, Dave Neabore, John Martin Connor, Sean Kilkenny
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