Never Bury the Hatchet - Sons Of Texas

Repent, never forget

The shit you shoveled on me

Vent, your regret

The past is not too far

Apologies won’t phase me

I’ve got a bullet with your name

The mind games, the beatings

Abusive control

I’ll never bury the hatchet

Refuse to forgive and forget

I’ll never bury the hatchet

Torn since I was born

Detached emotions flourished

The pain taught me hate

A callous heart conceived

An inextinguishable

Vengeance driving me

The thick air, contention

Walking on eggshells

I’ll never bury the hatchet in your name