I was born by the river, dirty and mean Learned how to fight for everything that I need You try and you lose A game called life Just another day Being born on the wrong side Go
Who the fuck is this? Another try hard, boring, same outlook, same story But I've seen it too many times You are not one of a kind
This is what separates The boys from the men You are not like me You are just like them
Weak and distraught You don't fucking know me
Fingertips and ears in my trophy case Just another victim I refuse to be a part of your try hard system All of these men are just boys
(Separate them) Separate them, take them out Do whatever to replace them
(It's getting harder to sleep) I've been gritting my teeth They want an easy way out But have never seen the streets
Whether you die on your feet or on your knees At this point you should take what you can fucking get
You are the wrong side of the hill Where snow doesn't melt You are a fucking waste of space Just waiting for hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.