Lie in waiting for the sick and weak
To watch them take their final breaths
Circling over in their hour of need
They pick and tear apart the flesh
Until there's nothing left
They'll feed upon you till the bones are clean
This club of vultures are devoid of shame
By the time you realize
The circle you believed were friends
Have done you in
They've already found the next victim
Crooked smiles, they show up at your door
To take you in under their wings
Preying faking, now you feel secure
That's when they come in for the kill
Until they've had their fill
They'll feed upon you till the bones are clean
This club of vultures are devoid of shame
By the time you realize
The circle you believed were friends
Have done you in
They've already found the next victim
