True Colors by Grimstyles Lyrics

Hook:
The writing was on the wall/
People cannot be trusted/
In the end, people show their True Colors/

Verse 1
Story of Scott, a young guy/
He hated violence, gun shy/
He was stung by lies/
Thought he could confide/
A true social outcast/
Bullying? He knew about that/
His anger seemed to mount fast/
Soon, he was about to crack/
Scott had things that ailed him/
Quiet kid with pale skin/
Evidently frail within/
Seemed defeated, he couldn't win/
One day, walking to school/
Other kids mocked the fool/
Scott wanted to stop the abuse/
So, he locked himself in his room/
Hook

Verse 2
Scott just wanted to be sane/
Turned on music to ease the pain/
Putting life on freeze frame/
He wanted it all to change/
With the pen, he was gifted/
As he was spitting lyrics/
He just wanted to fit in/
Thought he made some friends/
He had fences to mend/
They always asked favors of him/
He had money to lend, a personal ATM/
He acted without question/
Finally felt accepted/
Putting away his weapons/
The kids left their mark/
On this journey to embark/
Even though they didn't have/
His best interest at heart/

Hook

Verse 3
These kids are fake, I see it/
I don't wanna believe it/
This will be it, as I fill this clip/
They don't deserve to breathe/
They cheated on me/
I gave 'em my best/
In time, they will see/
I'ma make them meet their doom/
Put 'em on a noose 'till they can't move/
As they're gasping for air/
Maybe then, our pain will compare/
They will remember my name, feel my pain/
Diieeee!!!/(Gun shots)