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Rising from the ashes of a decimated legacy, |
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We'll never be, couldn't be, what you wanted us to be. |
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Tried and tested, disrespected, always underestimated, |
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Cast aside, well fuck your pride piss on your graves and where you fucking died. |
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Ripping through the womb of a lethargic, bloated, dying mother, |
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Left to fester, no placenta, born a bastard and dissenter. |
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Forced to watch as lesser brothers gained the favour of foul mother, |
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Our wings were tore before we had the chance to prove that we could soar. |
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Lied to my face, callous embrace, |
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Your medicine, now how's that taste? |
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Maces, faces, leave no trace if you're the kings, we're the aces. |
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Stir the pot, parting shot, do I care? Probably not. |
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Little liars leech vampires, waste of piss to calm your petty fires. |
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You don't, know a good thing you've got until its gone. |
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You have, no place here I make my own luck, |
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I could watch the world, burn around me and I still wouldn't give a fuck. |
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Lied to my face, callous embrace, |
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Your medicine, now how's that taste? |
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Maces, faces, leave no trace if you're the kings, we're the aces. |
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Stir the pot, parting shot, do I care? Probably not. |
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Little liars leech vampires, waste of piss to calm your fires. |
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Third time I'm lucky, three times the charm, I'm in the middle where the storm is calm, now I am dangerous, now I am armed, don't get this twisted I do mean you harm. |
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No one will cry when your blood has been spilled I'm not playing you cunts this is kill or be killed. |
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I'm a bastard, an orphan, denied by creator, |
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If I am a God then you'll meet your Un-maker. |
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The sickest motherfucker, you've ever seen, the carnage I'll cause, the world will not believe. |
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I'd wipe the slate clean, and shatter the dream, destroy any trace where your foul flesh, has been. |
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Decisions decisions, I'll make my incisions, |
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I'll slice them and dice them with expert precision your lazy derision, has caused this |
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division, now I'm to bend over, assume the position? |
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FUCK THAT! |
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Six years! |
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Sick fears! |
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But hailed as a messiah! |
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Not respected just rejected, misdirected and neglected. |
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Shunned by all, well fuck you all, opposing me? Expect to fall. |
