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Cruel Reality
02:06
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another day another dead end street
another dirty fuckin' look from everyone that i meet
we're an example of these troubling times
i broke free and put it all behind
digging in deeper just to find some proof
barely scratching the surface never finding truth
bury this guilt along with my sense of pride
no need for shelter, no reason to hide
this cruel reality that i can't forget
i'd sell my soul to rid myself of regret
another day another dead end street
another dirty fuckin' look from everyone that i meet
we're just examples of these troubling times
i broke free and put it all behind
digging in deeper just to find some proof
barely scratching the surface never finding truth
bury this guilt along with my sense of pride
no need for shelter, no reason to hide
this cruel reality that i can't forget
i'd sell my soul to rid myself of regret
another day another dead end street
another dirty fuckin' look from everyone that i meet
i'm an example of these troubling times
i broke free and put it all behind
digging in deeper just to find some proof
scratching the surface - no truth
feel like i'm losing my focus, feel like i'm coming unglued
IT'S A CRUEL REALITY, FUCK YOU!
this cruel reality that i can't forget
i'd sell my soul to rid myself of regret
this cruel reality that i can't forget
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2. |
Back The Fuck Up
01:14
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don't bother me
today ain't the day
i don't wanna listen to a word you got to say
every day
same old shit
better walk away before your lip gets split
all you do is bitch
all you do is cry
when you run your mouth i wish you'd just die
i don't wanna hear it ever again
i don't wanna listen to your ramblin'
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
don't like your fuckin' mouth
don't like your fuckin' ways
all i gotta say is don't bother me today
i just can't quite hate enough
back the fuck up 'cause i'm about to fuckin burst
i've had it up to here
i'm steamin' from the ears
back the fuck up and let me slam a couple beers
'cause as of now it's about to go down
and if your ass is ready we can go a couple rounds
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK UP
JUST BACK THE FUCK UP
JUST BACK THE FUCK UP
JUST BACK THE FUCK UP
JUST BACK THE FUCK UP
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you left me injured
you left me all alone
backs turned, heads down
couldn't even pick up the phone
you called yourself my friend
sometimes my family
now nothing separates you from all the cowards see
i'm better off without you inside my life at all
i've got real family that stick tight and stand tall
now separate the fake
remove 'em one by one
my people don't hesitate
game bred family never runs
when times are tough
it just thickens my skin
you were never really there
dare you call yourself my friend
i'm made of sterner stuff
than you can understand
it takes a little more than havin' a kid to call yourself a man
motherfuckers, i know you can all hear us now
deaf months ago when you were burning them bridges down
and now you'd better respect the sound
hardcore lives it's hit or miss that's why we're chargin' the mound
i took you in, showed you the way
you were never my friend, just a pathetic fake
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