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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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