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D.T.O.B.
02:37
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I'm not here to apologize
To the softened minds
You live a weakened life
To reach deep inside your soul
To see what I find
To find you full of lies
The lost youth
There's no truth
In the world you believe
No thanking you can do
To change me
And the way I see
Just give me some space
So I can breath
Your point of view I'll never choose
Words don't mean shit, verbal abuse
Learned from the lows we don't need you
Tricked easily you'll die a fool
A different type of breed
I'll tell it like it is
I've got all my friends
You weren't meant for this
Years on top of years
I'll see this to the end
This ain't what you need
A Different type of breed
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Born Guilty
01:52
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Born with a guilty face
Lower than low my heart owned by pain
No hands to pray don't see God in that way
Head set in stone don't give a fuck what you say
Life is a price held up way to high
Judge holds the gavel keeps on telling his lie
I'm on my knees, handed the noose
How can we win when we are born to lose
Lifes, Trials, Keep Kicking me down
Guilty, Please someone pull me out
There's no innocence in your view
Forever Guilty, No more truth
What's the point, Tell me what's the point
Look out for me and mine, Born Guilty in my eyes
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The Hate
02:44
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I'm done with your childish ways
Too many times and I've played that game
The only person that I have left to blame
You'll stay the same and I just need to change
To think you and I used to walk that way
I can't believe we used to be the same and you change
You never feel guilty for the mistakes you make
My mind you won't rearrange
My hands will be the ones to set you straight
Peel back your mask to show your true face
Your fake
No more chances to many taken
Death is walking your way
Death is calling you name
You roll the dice to life
It's time to pay the price
I put your life to burn
Even that you'll never learn
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Attitude Adjustment
02:08
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I hope you choke on that pill, you tried to shove down our throat
Fuck you and yours, the path you take shows true color
It's hard to see when your searching in the dark
Won't follow your lead, when you're a coward trying to bark
I tried taking the high road, and letting things go by
Like you got your style, and I got mine
By the end of the day I hope, karma hits you harder, than a kick to the face
Sick of your childish ways, you're a lost cause
With a style you love to fake, an attitude I can't tolerate
My patience, you violate
By the end of the day, I hope karma hits you harder than a kick to the face
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Hardcore band from California, USA.
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