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| Lyrics
Submitted By: FaC |
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| I
would love to beat the face, |
| Of
any mother fucker that's thinkin' they can change me, |
| White
knuckles grip pushing through for the gold, |
| If
you're wantin' a piece of me I broke the mother fuckin' mold, |
| I'm
drowning in your wake |
| Shit
rubbed in my face |
| Teething
on concrete |
| Gums
bleeding |
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| Dig
bury me underneath |
| Everything
that I am rearranging |
| Dig
bury me underneath |
| Everything
that I was slowly changing |
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| I
struggle in violated space, |
| Sell
out motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck me, |
| Hang
from their T's rated P.G. insight, |
| I
ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buy |
| I'm
livid in my space |
| Pissing
in my face |
| Fuck
you while you try |
| To
fuck me |
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| Dig
bury me underneath |
| Everything
that I am rearranging |
| Dig
bury me underneath |
| Everything
that I was you ain't fuckin' changing me |
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| Let
me help you tie the rope around your neck, |
| Let
me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge, |
| Let
me help you hold the glock against your head |
| Let
me help you tie the rope around you neck, |
| Let
me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge |
| Let
me help you hold the glock up to your head, |
| Let
me help to chain the weights onto your legs |
| Get
on the plank fuck |
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| Dig
bury me underneath |
| Everything
that I am rearranging |
| Dig
bury me underneath |
| Everything
that I was slowly changing |
| Wish
you were committing |
| Suicide
suckin' on a mother fuckin' tailpipe |
| Dead
man dangling from a tight rope |
| Limbless
in the middle of a channel bob away |
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