Every day it’s a different story the $@#% happens and it never fails
Mother@#$%&! comes up in my face
And says "i’m livin’ my final glory and you’ve got nowhere to run
No one to answer to but my gun"
Take your hate shelf my pride
I’d fly low to get you high
I’d embrace I’d lie
Anything just to free your mind
Control never comes so easy when you’re suckin’ your final breath
Your mind is tellin’ you there’s seconds left
Well I’ve held my hand to nothin’ and I’ve pushed my fears away
But now I fear I’ve seen the darkest day
Take your hate shelf my pride
I’d fly low to get you high
I’d embrace I’d lie
Anything to free your mind
Take your place do your time anything just to
The choice is made drop the blade my head is sinkin’ anyway
My choice is fate another victim of the system under hate
Take your place do your time
Anything just to¡
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