| From an outsider looking in
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| Its like look at him another man that couldn’t win
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| Another stand with a crooked grin
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| On the other hand he blames the land that took him in
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| A product of environment
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| The book the pen they wonder where the fire went
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| He shook the hands of the one he admires
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| He’s hooked again
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| In the club he acquires a small taste for loneliness
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| He’s always saying how it’s only us
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| He flys in with the three wise men
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| He buys into the Jack, John, Jim
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| This is where the Captain swims on a sinking ship
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| He’s the only passenger and he ain’t thinking quick
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| He drinks he sips he took it down
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| He winks and tips his crooked crown
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| Look it now He’s spoiled by the Royal one
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| Coiled in the corner father guilt he the loyal son
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| Waiting on his joy to come in the form of another pour
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| Yo, pour me one
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| Cus if he only knew
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| How much he meant to you
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| So many prayers that never got sent to you
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| The Devil got him resenting you
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| For all the things he did and never meant to do
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| He’d have the nights over heaven
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| More then half the time
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| When life gave him lemons he grabbed a lime
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| Is it his faults or the Gin’s the Malt on his chin
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| The salt of the earth is now the salt on his rim
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| It’s the call of the Jim to see the Beams of his ceiling
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| If his walls were any thinner
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| You could see he was kneeling
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| On his bathroom tile but not in prayer
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| Passed out by the smile that got him there
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| Another bout in a self-doubt nightmare
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| Got him in a glass house with this right hand
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| Holding a Mic stand denying what his life is
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| Hold him to the light and you’ll find he’s self-righteous
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| Can you believe the one that won’t bleed
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| Is asking you to cut yourself indeed
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| Looking at the flower brother check the seed
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| You shook by the power of a reckless greed
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| A washed up hero enjoying his drink again
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| Maybe in the morning he will think again
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| Until then the only sunrise he know
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| Gets mixed with an orange juice and Cuervo Gold
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| Cus if he only knew
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| How much he meant to you
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| So many prayers that never got sent to you
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| The Devil got him resenting you
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| For all the things he didn’t and never meant to do |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song King Of Rock Bottom , by - Mr. J. Medeiros. Song from the album Of Gods and Girls, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп