| Walkin' on that line
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| Best be watchin' ya step
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| Tryin' to be Evil Knievel
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| See, you flirtin' with death
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| Guess you’re broken, or you’re made
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| On the mantel of pain
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| Either way, things won’t be the same
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| Either way, man
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| I’m thinkin' 'bout breakin' the chains
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| Might tear shit up
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| It don’t have to complain
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| I said let me refrain
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| But I’m already stained
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| In the blood of the enemies
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| Who have mentioned my name
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| Shatter worlds like apocalypse
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| Tell me though
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| Who the fuck could be stoppin' us
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| Government’s watchin' us
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| Cyclops pyramid poppin' up
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| So, check the vibe
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| Peep the frequency
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| Inside the ashes
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| Exactly where we need to be
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| Down
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| I’m so sick of my flaws
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| Sick of starin' at the wall
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| Wondering if it’s all my fault
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| I know I need to take back, take back my life
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| Put a little hustle back in my eye
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| What’s mine is mine, what’s mine is mine
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| I’ve made some mistakes
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| And I’ve made my amends
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| Our visions differ as of one
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| Have been seen through a lens
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| Yet, if you plan to attend where I’ve been
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| Hopin' I break, and I end
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| Fuck you, and I hope to offend
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| See, I befriend the lowlife’s
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| The scum, the scavengers
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| Pickin' scabs off scars
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| That they’ve earned in ravages
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| These secret passages
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| For a society of savages
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| Indulging in maniacal madness
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| Flamin', rainin' growth pains
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| Overcast my path again
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| Killin' me softly like passive pathogens
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| Still I persist, still I resist
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| The temptation
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| Of facin' the self in a mirror
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| Who’s not blazin'
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| I’m aching, and sore
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| But soaring is my dream
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| By any means, I will proceed with these deeds
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| No dead beat
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| I’m live like crisis news
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| Give a fuck if you like me, imma light the fuse
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| I’m so sick of my flaws
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| Sick of starin' at the wall
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| Wondering if it’s all my fault
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| I know I need to take back, take back my life
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| Put a little hustle back in my eye
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| What’s mine is mine, what’s mine is mine
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| Sick as a dog, sick of my flaws
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| I scratch and claw
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| Sick as a dog, sick of my flaws
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| I scratch and claw
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| Struggle and fall
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| I dropped the ball, I hit the wall
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| I’m so sick of my flaws
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| Sick of starin' at the wall
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| Wondering if it’s all my fault
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| I know I need to take back, take back my life
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| Put a little hustle back in my eye
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| What’s mine is mine, what’s mine is mine
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| Sick as a dog, sick of my flaws
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| I scratch and claw
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| Struggle and fall, I dropped the ball
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| I hit the wall
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| Take back, take back my life
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| Put a little hustle back in my eye
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| What’s mine is mine, what’s mine is mine |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Scratch & Claw , by - Dropout Kings. Song from the album AudioDope, in the genre Ню-метал