Amygdala Songtext

They say the ones, the ones that matter will stick around
Today a friend guided me to my death
He tied the noose around my neck and helped me up the chair
All along, the knot he tied wasn't strong like our friendship

Your words are soil that grew a false friendship
So open up your mouth and let it flow
Because it is also the dirt I walk on
I'll walk on you and hold my head high
Let it grow