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Your a half measure that's all you are to me |
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Your tying to be something you'll never be |
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We're fucking proud let's get one thing straight |
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You're nothing to us, you're weak and a fake (you're a fake) |
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Too much time wasted chatting shit |
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It gets too much once we turn up the heat |
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Where not dictating, we're thinking aloud |
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Expressing the view that makes us proud |
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I don't go shouting what lies true in my heart |
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I felt this true since the moment I start |
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I know that I wont feel the same at the end |
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Cos my X'd up fists will lie cold in my grave |
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Not true till the fucking weekend |
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Straight edge till I'm fucking dead |
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Cos all the shit that you ever said bout' my friends and band |
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It's coming back cos we |
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Watch every step that your fucking taking |
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Its clear to us that your fucking faking |
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You know its your mistake |
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If you think its only friendship your about to break |
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This so called label, I gave myself |
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It's not for friendship, it's not for health |
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It's for the pride that I keep inside of me |
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I know I'll end my life, DRUG FREE |
