To our convictions we met on common ground dedicated to the truth that we have found the pride we have the word we share is our fucking own this
these days will the new days will they now belong to us? all the time I spend all the fucking energy to create something new something that we call
desperation you have the chance to find yourself to find some answers the most of us aren't able to contend with their failures yes it's easy to stand for something
Break down the walls burn down the bridges don't try to ostop us because we've found our way crush all the barriers smash through the faces show
to leave this behind contend with myself I cleared up my mind just down on the knees and pleading for help they told me their thoughts and showed their inside
I saw the news today and nothing has changed since yesterday 'cause war and pain still remains tell me, can you tell me how you can sleep at night
the grass We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis [Bizzy Bone - repeat 4X] There's always something
never visit, I remember what they're like Standing on a doorstep full of nervous butterflies Waiting to be asked to come inside Just come inside But
always something you got to give up If you want everything you There's always something you got to give up If you want everything you want There's always something
never visit, well, I remember what they're like Standing on a doorstep full of nervous butterflies Waiting to be asked to come inside, just come inside
as well split your wig 'Cause that's just what the master did But now I'm the new Nat Turner Spreadin' something to the kids Like Sojourner, man, the truth
time, we chase the memory of that hoping the future holds something better than the past so why do I spend my time runnin' away? when the truth is right here in the mirror inside
Tell me something to ease my worry, tell me something to calm me down Tell me something to prove your story, a shot of sodium pentathol Tell me something
Anime I don't play in the man race cycle Hope floater Gloating inside carnal indifference till doom cops are slight and potent quotas I'm 20 something pumping acrylic tomorrow side ways Blazing passage with
army They couldn't have stopped me with shoties Oddity, why did he, why do these entire societies inside of societies And survivors still remain alive
I might as well split your Whig 'Cause that's just what the master did But now I'm the new Nat Turner Spreadin' something to the kids Like Sojourner
