Yours Truly

I found a souvenir
In things I collected
The effect it had on me
Turned out distressing.
Instead of focusing on my past rejoicing
It just reminded me of awkward emotions.
Thought of my innocence
Thought of alienation
No self identity and massive confusion.
I wanted desperatley to think of the good time
Guess I remember too much.
Guess I would rather look at
The path in front of me that's holding something new.
Does it really do the trick when you're reunited
Does it make you stop and think
Things weren't meant to click.
Does it really do the trick to be taken back
Does it make you stop and think
Of all the things you lacked.
Time can give and take away at will
Don't look back, don't stand still
Because time will bleed you dry.
A little sympathy please for the petty bastards
Who feel their glory days are behind them.
So far behind them
The person thy thought made all the difference
Isn't even who they are now
And they refuse to see how
Everydays another chance to mend a petty life.
Does it really do the trick when you're reunited
Does it make you stop and think
Things weren't meant to click.
Does it really do the trick to be taken back
Does it make you stop and think
Of all the things you lacked.
Time can give and take away at will
Don't look back, don't stand still
Because time will bleed you dry.
Bled dry
Bled dry of motivation
Bled dry of motivation
Bled dry
A desert of ambition, a desert of ambition.
Bled dry
Discarded by the wayside, discarded by the wayside,
Bled dry and left for dead



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Respect is earned through dedication
Work in progress never stops.
Insult me with your hatred
And I say what have you got
Nothing, Nothing where it counts.
It's a weak mans notion that I owe you.
Open doors not enough
Now you want to be carried through.
No regrets
Don't blame me for your failures
I've had more than I can count
In reality its not about me
Just take a look inside yourself
Nothing, Nothing, Nothings sacred.
Don't tell me that I owe you.
Open palms and empty lies
Are what we've seen from you.
No regrets we'll Never ever lay down
No apologies
Don't wanna hear the lies
No apologies.
We've got a right to be
Cant let em take you out
We're not about to give up our convictions.
No apologies.
The powers in your hands
No doubt.

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Oooh
It's plain to see
Why there's no harmony.
Arrogance at a glance
A mind that's bent on ignorance.
Desperate for reverance
Little king with no respect.
Spitting out rhetoric from the mouth of a broke dick.
A blind approach that leads to misery
Bitterness will let you down, and shut you out
Bar-b-que broke dick.



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Purge the district
Scrub it hard
Time to clean up our own backyard.
People standing in the way
Are on the list of people getting paid.
Not just the common thug
Also those up above
Making laws and deciding how the districts run into the ground.
Now the choice is up to us
Between the crooked and corrupt.
Whose made fewer bloody deals
Chose the lesser of two evils.
Soul turns to evil quick
Without love or discipline.
Poison for the destitute
Is also in the silver spoon.
The rain is coming down
But the drugs are dollar signs.
Pads the pockets of the bent
And we cant pay the rent.
Someday a real rain is gonna come
Someday a real rain is gonna come
Someday a real rain is gonna come
Someday a real rain is gonna come
And clean up the mess.
Locked up
Feeling the common dread
Locked up in our homes and in our heads
Intimidation keeps us prisoners at home
A force that's never felt anything stand up against it.
The sky will open up this time.
We wont overlook a thing.
Criminal, Criminal, Criminal.
We wont overlook a thing.
Criminal, Criminal, Criminal.
And we'll wake up with our spirit
Purified, Purified, Purified
Purified, Purified, Purified.
Someday a real rain is gonna come
Someday a real rain is gonna come
Someday a real rain is gonna come
Someday a real rain is gonna come
And clean up the mess.
Free of the common dread
In our homes and in our heads.
Free of the crooked ways
Woken with our spirit cleansed.



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This is what I am
I cant make it stop
No matter how much I want to change.
This is who I am
And I've made my peace.
Now the boredom can set in
I can't make it go away.
Progress made towards self discovery
Might not be progress at all.
Making light of the banality
Might be the only recourse.
Look out
See life close around you
The routine becomes what you are.
Look out
See all the mistakes
That you'll make a hundred times more.
Look out see life close around you
The routine becomes what you are
Look out see all the mistakes
You'll be making a hundred times
A thousand times
A million times more
This is what I am
I cant make it stop
No matter how much I want to change.
This is who I am
And I've made my peace
Now the boredom can set in
I can't make it go away.
The same old words
The same old voice
The same old options without much choice.
Now you know yourself
Now you see just how fucked up
You're predisposed to be.



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Find a fault
Cut it down
Criticize everything.
What may be
Wrongly seen
As a show of strength may be a
Cry for help. (4x)
Cold and calm
Out of reach
Distant eyes, secret life.
What may be wrongly seen
As a show of strength is just unexitable
Far too fucking cool.
Unexitable
Feigning control with detachment.
Cry for help (4x) Don't turn away it's a cry for help
Don't turn away it's a cry for help
Pride doesn't heal the pain that's felt.
A cry for help.



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A dog that has no heart
A dog that shows no heart
This day and age
That dog will have his day.
The ones who take your money
The faceless and the cunning. This day and age
We're all such easy prey.
They aren't worth the money that they earn
They don't deserve the money that they earn.
You fit the demographic
If cash burns a hole in your pocket.
This day and age the con men Have it made.
Dollar (5x)
Check the flavor hear me holler.
This day and age
Respect is what you're paid.
They aren't worth the money that they earn
They don't deserve the money that they earn.
Hey, hey don't support the over paid and
Please say what you think about them when your face to face
Pick your battles carefully and
Don't waste money that'll speak for you.
It's the voice that speaks the loudest in this day and age.
They aren't worth the money that they earn
They don't deserve the money that they earn.



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Don't be a prick in the roses
No one's impressed with your lack of respect.
We're all black sheep and we know it
So don't fuck it up for the rest.
So good, so far, it's been alright
Could we be more blessed?
It's sad to see aggression
So misguided, so misplaced
Hands up, throw down and blood will spill.
We're only human here.
It's worth a thought
Not to be a slave to human fault
Don't be a prick in the roses
No one's impressed with your lack of respect.
We're all black sheep and we know it
So don't fuck it up for the rest.
We swear we're here just for the fun
And to release the angst.
From this we feel we deal
Don't deprive us of that right.
Stand up to those who think they're king.
Let them know they're wrong.
Stand up for things that'll keep this action going strong.
Don't make a name for yourself
By stressing out everyone else
And don't bring your personal war
Through these doors.
Don't make a name for yourself
By stressing out everyone else
And don't bring your personal war
Through these doors.
Don't be a prick in the roses
No one's impressed with your lack of respect.
We're all black sheep and we know it
So don't fuck it up for the rest.
Don't be a prick in the roses
No one's impressed with your lack of respect.
We're all black sheep and we know it
So don't fuck it up.
Don't fuck it up for the rest.



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What's the point of going on
Overlooked for the overrated
But we wont hear that talk
Frustration, frustration is all we get
You might think we're finished
We haven't started yet.
Because there's more far more to know
Because our voices must say more
Because these words come from the soul.
This is not a mission
This is not a fucking game.
A burning desire from deep inside
The will, the drive, to keep pushing on.
No matter what may come
No matter what may come.
Hollow trends
Shallow lives
They drag you down.
They try to drag you down
They'll drag you down.
For every hurdle cleared, two takes it's place.
For every level reached, they raise the stakes.
What is our inspiration, what is our drive
To chose our destiny and be in control of our lives.
This is not an image, This is our lives.
This is our inspiration, this is our lives
This is not an image, This is our lives.
This is our inspiration, this is our lives

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