| Will it all make sense at the end of the line?
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| Or will we lose ourselves on the way to the light?
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| I been waiting patiently for something greater
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| With no hand in sight
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| No love, no light
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| No trust, Frostbite
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| No one to count on
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| No trust, Frostbite
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| It’s that soldier with the frosty shoulder
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| Trapped under a boulder
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| If beauty’s in the eye of the beholder
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| My eyes are glazing over
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| Get the revolver
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| Russian roulette, with death, no stress
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| Ima take it to the neck
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| Fuck life, I’ll eject
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| Couldn’t give a fuck what’s next
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| I ain’t ever been a believer
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| I ain’t ever seen a reason
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| I ain’t ever needed your help, man
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| Did it all myself and I’m still here breathin
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| I ain’t ever been a believer
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| I ain’t ever seen a reason
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| I ain’t ever needed a thing
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| Found it all in myself since the day you took Eden
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| Will it all make sense at the end of the line?
|
| Or will we lose ourselves on the way to the light?
|
| I been waiting patiently for something greater
|
| With no hand in sight
|
| No love, no light
|
| No trust, Frostbite
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| No one to count on |
| No trust, Frostbite
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| Sick and tired of the motherfuckin fake cunts
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| That try to come up off lucid
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| Quick to lie to us and talk their shit to others
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| But try to suck dick in person
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| We don’t need your help, yeah we’re just fine
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| Snakes will reveal themselves in due time
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| We are not the same, nor is our grind
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| This is our lane and this is our time
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| Here’s to the end of your days
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| I’ll bleed you dry let you rot with the waste
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| No time for these fake cunts
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| Watch out got the blade tucked
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| No time for these fake fucks
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| Step to us and get your face fucked
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| No love, no light
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| No trust, Frostbite
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| No one to count on
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| No trust, Frostbite
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| No love, no light
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| No trust, Frostbite
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| No one to count on
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| No trust, Frostbite |