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There you are alone
With no hope of ever having something to be proud of
Something earned without begging
Yes, I know you're a person,
A person close to me
Who do you think you are?
What more do you want from me?
-You got the dykes off, I think they'll mind me
-The rag I'm on, we are justified
-Congrats you just fucked up my make-up and shit
-What have you done for me?
Why are you at home buried in your own self pity?
Why do you insist on living the life clean out of me?
Yes, I know you're the person, the person that took time with me
Does it give you the right to expect your life revolves around me?
-You have come to take from your buddy
-You have never been so funky
-The higgle got sick of me
-Ahh, the dick is fine for the day
-Your brother took it from me
-Come fucking back to save us and gave up
-They've come to deliver me
You were my brother, Where does our friendship end? (repeated)
I'm not going to give in
How can you fuck'n doubt me, but not again (repeated)
-They've driven right by my friends
-They've taken the take above me
-You're a psycho monkey
-They've come to enslave me
-They've jacken themselves onto me
-Your fuck'n gangster signs
-They've come not to save them, but they take
-Fuck'n death to fuck'n me
You're a psychopath
-Berome died at the technodrome
-You're right, he's dead, tear gas dropped, but who was it?
-It dosen't of the rhythm of the damn monger
-Can I die? Can I die?
-And then, the man kept kick'n me
-Ino the morgue, they go
-He wasn't dead, and then they knocked him on the head
-No more, he's rid of you.
You're a Dyke