Lyrics Pickle - Nonpoint

Pickle

Oh, get off me, you fuckin' pig
I never did anything wrong
But you’ve chosen
That I belong in a cell
Away from the shy people
This ain’t your motherfuckin' shell
This is a grown intellectual reaching the hole
Powers of inner-leashing the pain by my reflective eye
Choose your premeditated lie
They make your games rules
You can’t move, just sit there like you did in school
Bent-out like the last fool
All soon enough, you’ll reserve to what you competed on
The same old problem, same old song
Heavy, hard, stone-trained gorillas
How easy you fall down when…
Heavy, hard, stone-trained gorillas
How easy you fall down when…
You hear the conversations you were never meant to
About the situation you should’ve never gone to
But you were caught up on some up fucked up kind of value
Pay the price, here it comes, cannon loose
Get off this, get off this road
Get off this, get off this road
Get off this, get off this right now
Get off this
What do you mean I can’t have it?
Says right here I can
Put my name on the dotted line
Get your foot off my fuckin' hand
Now don’t you understand?
My style, my fight
My stand, my might
It makes no sense, you had your chance
Wrong place, wrong time
Too late to reconcile
This came to light
'Cause you made…
Heavy, hard, stone-trained gorillas
How easy you fall down when…
Get off this, get off this road
Get off this, get off this road
Get off this, get off this right now
Get off this
Wrong place, wrong time
Too late to reconcile
This came to life
'Cause you made…