Bad Seed - Harsh Reality | Текст песни

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born into a race of rats its kill or be killed
even though we share a destiny
we're the missing pieces in the graves that we'll fill
born into a race of rats that run so fast only to find their destination, dead last
You're born to live,
but you live to die
the vicious cycle repeats
when you depend on borrowed time, expiration is all that you'll find,
your hourglass was built to leak.
harsh reality.
forced to march an unknown path.
down a dead end road on broken glass
at the end you lose everything you had.
stuck in a rut. forever trapped.
born into a race of rats...


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