Got mighty convictions, I'm my only help I'm on my own conditions, I only blame myself I try to be the only friend I need To be left alone it came to be That I slip in and out of the me Just past the point of thinking Instincts rule the mind Old habit starts to sink in The thoughts I thought I left behind It's like an old "B" freak show No heroes on the stage Escalation predictable sweat, spit and rage
I raise my fists, you pull your knife I raise my gun, if this goes down I'll take your life, a brief moment Just like clockwork
No love, no fear, no place, just here No past, no fate, no mercy, just hate Stand back, unless you wanna get smacked You think you know me now, You never seen me snap like that, It's a fact, wrong side of the tracks With no intent to get back My enemy coulda been a friendly Adrenaline pump and the rage is free To be the death of me
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