| Sometimes it could be much harder
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| When you feel like becoming a target
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| Gotta embrace the bullseye and
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| Let em all know that they’re looking in a mind of a monster
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| Looking for anybody who wanna regard this
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| I don’t want any money I wanna leave em heartless
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| I just wanna tell them if I had it my way
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| You’d never have a motherfucking heart to start with
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| Let’s go! |
| Can anybody show me the way to my soul
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| Keeping it wicked in every way I know
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| But I get lost, like a missed toss, and the ball goes out the window
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| Not a motherfucking role model
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| «We don’t die"it'll be the only motto
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| 'Bout to break down everyone of you hoes
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| I make sure the world knows who’s weak and hollow
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| I’m a beast to follow, let it all looking for a beat to swallow
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| It’ll be 52 weeks tomorrow, since I started
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| My killin' the weak shit embargo
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| Hid em all in precious cargo, ego killer, wanna sleep like all go
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| Maybe I’ll save the world tomorrow
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| But right now your time is borrowed
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| Breakdown!
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| (I can hear em callin' I can’t stop from fallin')
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| Someone save me now!
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| (I'm just so confused now, feeling used and let down)
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| Breakdown!
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| (I can hear em callin' I can’t stop from fallin')
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| Someone save me now!
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| (I'm just so confused now, feeling used and let down)
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| I-I can hear em callin' I can hear em callin' fallin' down
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| I’m just so confused now, feelin' used and let down. |
| Fallin'
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| Feel it real in your heart, like it’s ride or die shit
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| It’s a cold ass world, better pack an ice pick
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| And bring it down to the depths of this
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| Over shadow respecting this
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| Expecting this to be conceited and heavenless
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| But never live, never settle again, any better when
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| Life’s weighing my patience, making me feel heaven
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| And if I have any real feelings, that’s relevant
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| Blessed to never forget like an elephant
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| Don’t fit like shotgun shells up in the derringer
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| Amongst the square pegs feeling more like a cylinder
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| Swing to the symphony, metrodone
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| And the musical gravitation are pullin' ya
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| Close for microphones and earholes are fitted with zeros
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| Or forked tongues waking the dead
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| Makin' some new foes, a simple stain
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| And permanent pain on a mission to take the clear throat
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| Y’all know this attractin' hope
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| But the lack there of be the true scope but no rope
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| Scapegoats and sailboats soon become
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| Sinking ships with escape rafts of cut throats
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| Stay afloat cause we back again, and we destined to crack heads
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| We just found in the top 10, the rest can drop dead
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| There’s no stoping when the twins are infectin'
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| With Twiztid connection
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| Breakdown!
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| (I can hear em callin' I can’t stop from fallin')
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| Someone save me now!
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| (I'm just so confused now, feeling used and let down)
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| Breakdown!
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| (I can hear em callin' I can’t stop from fallin')
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| Someone save me now!
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| (I'm just so confused now, feeling used and let down)
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| I-I can hear em callin' I can hear em callin' falli down
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| I’m just so confused now, feelin' used and let down. |
| Fallin' |