Cheap Mother fucker Pockets so tight How do you fit your fat wallet?
Keep doing what you do And you'll get what you get Someone's gonna snap Your motherfucking neck
Been left a fucking legacy Still so consumed with jealousy The friend that I once knew Has long been dead and gone to me I choose to be happy despite what I don't have While you wallow in your misery It's pretty fucking sad All the money in the world would never be enough To satisfy the need to be better than us Blue is the blood that you wish you could bleed It'd sooner run green, infected by your greed.
Once again once again
Once again once again Going back on what you said Thinking back to the words That you never really meant I don't believe it's true That it ever changed you But uncovered what's within That which I never knew So disappointed that I can't trust Myself or my best Judgement Gave the benefit of doubt One to many times Selfish bastards like yourself Always cross the line
Always cross the line
I'm so fucking sick of this Sick of this So fucking sick of this Sick of this So fucking sick of this Sick of this You'll get what you get motherfuckerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
