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Intro
00:54
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2. |
In My Eyes
01:42
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Is there no end to all your talk
You run your mouth
But can't back it up
You're so full of shit
It's all for show
You can fill an ocean with all the shit you think you know
Clenching my fists
At all your ignorance
In my eyes you will see
What the fuck this means to me
True Violence
In my eyes
Open your fucking mind
Clenching my fists
At all your ignorance
In my eyes you' will see
What the fuck this means to me
And now it's come to this
Same old kids
Tearing down what so many struggled to give
Take a look through my eyes
Take a look through my eyes
(In my eyes)
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Welcome to the home of the suburban youth
Where we still don't believe in your positive views.
Where the sun still shines,
and crime still pays.
Where the air is dirt,
but we don't care either way.
The truth (x3)
This is what we're meant to do
This is where we're meant to be
Cause this is our reality!
We live for the nights that make us feel alive,
wasted youth 'til the day we die.
Because it's Monday- Friday, nine to five
and we'll lose it if we don't get some piece of mind.
Our city is a cesspool full of liars and thieves,
its a love/hate love and we'll never leave.
You think you know us and you have us pinned
but you're stuck on the outside fucking looking in.
Still on Top!
(TJ Edge) :
Scum of the suburbs, worst of the worst.
Living my life with this fucking curse.
No regrets for what we've said and done.
Still bitter at the world and the way it's become.
Badlands (x2)
Badlands Fuck You
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4. |
Mentally Vexed
03:54
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Mentally vexed from all your lies
Nothing but hatred in my eyes
I feel nothing for anything
born to learn that life is pain
Deceived by you for the last time
taking back what once was mine
Now I'm left so fucking numb
can't escape, what's done is done
"Don't tell me about your secrets
I don't wanna know your dreams
You tell me that you care
What the fuck does that even mean?"
You won't be satisfied 'till I'm dead in the dirt
This life of agony brings a world of hurt
You leave behind your chain of suffering
and the harsh reality that I am nothing
Broken by you for the last time
Still searching for my peace of mind
Give no love, Feel no love
(Life is pain)
Give no love, Feel no love
(Life is fucking pain)
My mental health is severely plagued
Brought down on by all my rage
You swore you cared, but that ain't true.
Forced this hatred I feel towards you.
Separando mis pasos, de mis padre,
hecho mi vida un solo desmadre.
Left so empty, left so hollow
Broken 'till there's no tomorrow
Feel no pain, no remorse
Nothing for a world filled with sorrow
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