I got my mind made up
Fist clinched and over it
You tried to take for a ride
But I said I wasn't having it
I am walking death think you can figure out the rest
Did you just take your last breath
Ever stop to question that

Straight up and you're gonna get a little bit
Listen up 'cause I haven't gotten started yet
The slang of sin is in I brought I back again
You're still pointing fingers wonderin'
How it's gonna end
I'm the be all end all so you hate my guts
Step up kid you're gonna get a bag of knots
I lose perspective when I'm in the rush
Don't fuck with me 'cause I just got pushed

Try and stop it understand it
Don't you get it we're already dead

We're already dead

I think I've had enough but I can see you want more of it
There's no other place to hide
Like I said I'm not having it
Mine is a life of pain and like I said I'm not over it
I hate you in God's name think I'll ever get over that

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