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Old Habits Die Hard
01:26
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You like to point finger
You like to lay the blame
I'll never understand this game you play
You do the crime
Just serve the time
That's just the price you pay
You put me down every chance you get
You talk a good game just back it up
Your talk is cheap and words mean nothing
To people like me i never hear you
Don't waste my time
Don't waste your breath
Words mean nothing, talk is cheap
Don't waste my time
Don't waste your breath
Your words mean nothing
Don't look at me
Fuck you
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2. |
No One's Perfect
01:33
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Sick of wearing my heart on my sleeve,
I'm through with you.
Point and click battles,
Got better things to do.
People like you will never understand what it is that I do.
I have problems of my own.
Look at me I'm standing here,
Not as perfect as you want me to be.
Hang my head in shame 'cause of people like you,
Give you an inch and like a little bitch you take a fucking mile.
Open your mouth every chance you get,
What the fuck is in your head?
Will I understand? Am I getting too old?
Do I care too much? I guess I'll never know.
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Face Down and Fucked
01:41
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I'm calling you out and I'm naming names
i'm calling you out 'cause i'm just talking shit
So cliche, but it's so true
I'm just sick of fucks like you,
Wasting my time and running my life
Call it what you want but I'm just talking shit
I'm not pulling punches,
Just getting this off my chest.
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Them Was Rotten Days
01:18
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Don't try and force me to smile.
It's been a long time since I said those words,
But look at me-
I'm the one still standing here,
Talking all the shit I want.
Where have you gone?
Look at me-
I'm the one screaming at a wall,
And you have disappeared (where the fuck have you gone?)
Years go by, names and faces change,
But the bullshit stays the same.
Years go by and the memories stay the same.
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Your Days Are Numbered
01:10
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Please spare me your excuses,
Don't look me in the eyes.
I think were past the awkward hellos,
So far past goodbye.
Remember all the "thank yous"
They meant the world to me.
It must of went to your head,
Those words meant everything.
It's a fucking shame man, my heart was always there.
You never even told me, so why did I care?
I did my best, more than I had,
All for you- I'll never understand
If this is who you are,
If this is who you choose to be,
Just die for all I care, 'cause you're dead to me.
You're dead to me
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