Grimstyles - "True Colors" 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)