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No time for your scenester shit no time for your popularity contest no time to watch you pose no time for your trendy clothes fuck the dance show, just
who to be? Honest anger wasnt cool enough for you now you've got fans and money but still not a clue anger with meaning and feelings that ring true last
Remember when we were kids on the losing team no chance of coming back the game was called on that ten run rule no more games this is life we're still
I wish I could skate and destroy everyting I see underlying beauty masked by concrete nothing left to hold me back wild on the streets and on the attack
Is it hot in here or is it just me it seems we forgot what this was supposed to be I know its hard to give a shit but this worlds got a problem so lets
George w bush is a fucking idiot not my leader never will be destroying the world with corporate greed inbred aristocracy you call this a democracy?
It seems like the only reason to go on is I dont believe in suicide but I cant just last 'til the next show which will snap first will it be my body
Nero played the fiddle while Rome went up in flames I hope I'm around long enough to do the same violence in the headlines, emo in the scene not sure
but all and all I remember driving up to your house and still thinking I'm still thinking why should I waste my time are these your last words any different
lose my breath in my last words of sorrow And whatever comes will come soon Dying I will pray to the moon That there once will be a better tomorrow I dreamt last
Cuz I'm a fucking problem, Run boy! Every flow got it mastered So every last word that you fucking fags heard comes straight from the fishes ass, Yeah In other words
doesn't know any cuss words when his bus driver's screamin at him, fuckin him up worse ("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin prick!") And fuck was the first word
around What goes up must come down, anyone who comes up must go down Might aswell go for the gusto now Better not let up, better not let them breathe Last
think it was Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?» Nigga, street shit should stay in the street So, keep it on the low But everybody who's somebody already know A few words for any
feel any better I'm falling, further, away from you I stumble, still waiting, for your answer This is the last time you'll hear my voice screaming the words
furtive desires and feelings of guilt the letter: These are my last words, I'm gonna leave you I can't stand your narrow mindedness any longer Forgive
furtive desires and feelings of guilt [The letter:] These are my last words I'm gonna leave you I can't stand your narrow mindedness any longer Forgive
