Molchanoff - Nothing to Prove | Текст песни

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They act friendly, pull (a) knife gently.
Haters and fucks spit on your back.

I close my eyes and try to keep calm,
Clench the fists and persist.

False - trickles through your strained smile,
Bleeds with bile…it is so vile.
Blame - blame me but know the truth:
I've got nothing to prove to you

Green with envy, try to vex me.
Hearts are blackened, minds are darkened.

But I keep my head high to spite them.
I feel strong (even) all alone…

This life feels like a prison…wherever I go they chase me again…
Choke on with your jealousy, find someone else to point your finger at.

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