YOU THINK I'M NOTHING BUT CHEAP AND YOUNG
I MADE MY WAY STICKIN' FAR FROM THE PLAYGROUND
YOU IGNORE WHAT I'M MADE FROM
TALKING MONEY TO CHARM YOUR PAWNS WEAVING BLINDFOLDS,
WITH PROMISES I NEVER SAW
YOUR EMPIRE IS A SHIP BUILT WITH STRAW
HATRED, REGRETS, HELD AVERSION
THAT'S WHAT GUYS LIKE US WILL EVER EARN
SHAPING A REGARD ON SOCIETY
IN WHICH TRUST IS A MARK OF THE PAST
SOME MIGHT HAVE GIVEN UP,
SOME MAY STILL STRUGGLE
STILL I DON'T GET THE POINT,
OF THIS GENERAL PRANK
MY INTENTIONS ARE CLEAN,AND
MY WILL IS UNBREAKABLE
WHAT YOU BURIED WAS A VEIL,
MASKING MY SIGHT ON THE WORLD
YOU BRING ME DOWN TO THE FUCKING DUST,
A DITCH SO DEEP CANNOT ESCAPE
I WILL NEVER BE BACK ON THE TRACK
THE ROAD I WALK A VIOLENT ATTACK !
THIS IS THE STORY OF A FOOLED YOUTH,
BREAKING IT'S BACK ON AN ILLUSION
MY SWEAT AIN'T FREE BUT WHEN IT RUNS DOWN,
IT CLEARS MY SIGHT
FRUSTRATION AS AN ONLY HORIZON
I STILL KNOW WHO I AM
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