I wrote this, when basically I had unearthed some information about someone I liked, and since he blackmailed me, I decided to return the favour. The moral of this: don’t mess with Sam.
So many years I spent,
Not knowing what to do.
My feelings for you went.
Now my prey is you.
The fear in your eyes,
The quiver in your voice.
After all that’s come to pass.
I know the best comes last.
You’ve had all your fun,
Though it was at my expense.
My sport has only just begun.
The sick reversal of events.
The fear in your eyes,
The quiver in your voice.
After all that’s come to pass.
I know the best comes last.
You think feelings only run one way,
Well you’re wrong.
My feelings change, they don’t stay,
Your torment for my song.
The fear in your eyes,
The quiver in your voice.
After all that’s come to pass.
I know the best comes last.
The fear in your eyes,
The quiver in your voice.
After all that’s come to pass.
I know the best comes last.
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