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...Times Like These...
IP:
-Verse 1-
I gotta get back on track, cause im too doped up offa crack/
I just got done talking smack, now no ones got my back/
And the fact, is ill leave you knocked out so all you seeing is “black”/
So how the fuck am I gonna listen to you when your layed-out?/
Shits being “re-maked”, cause im not getting played-now/
All people see me as a shy-guy, I dare you to try-my, temper/
Cause ill pull the blade out faster than a second so your head gets severed/
And leave your body laying there in the rainy weather/
Im so sick and tired of all these fake-asses, that take-chances, and end up losing/
Cause all they do is throw their hands up and shout out words, that’s why the crowds booing/
And I got a short temper, with all this madness rendered, into hatred/
Im constantly stripped of my pride left me feeling naked, Things once were sacred/
Now they just have no meaning, they are just nothing, just a little memory/
People once close friends, are now my worst enemy/
I don’t think I can deal with this shit that’s a head-of-me/
-Chorus-
Cause Times Like These, Bring you to your knees/
Got you begging please, as you pick yourself up piece by piece/
And Times like these, its just hard to see/
What everything means, and what you mean to me/
Cause times like these, just bring you to your knees/
Got you begging please, as you pick yourself up piece by piece/
-Verse 2-
I cant listen to what anyone says-anymore/
Cause my ex girl, just went lez,-that-whore/
Trust is easily broken, while false shit is spoken, but you believe-in-it/
But you got the gun to point and let yourself relieve-in-it/
And it just keeps getting harder, to live with yourself/
Going day by day, knowing you need more-help/
But fuck it, im getting tired of all the shit being said/
About time I start to cock it, pull the trigger, and send some lead/
I don’t give a fuck who you are, you gonna fuck with me, ill leave ya dead/
So take this as a fair-warning, cause you’ll wake one rare-morning, and find me standing-there/
Now you know I don’t joke around, when Im through, you’ll be demanding-care/
And im tired of these fake bitches, that just rant shit and cant back-it/
They just scream and shout, like there getting fucked by a faggot/
All I can do is just sit and wait, and take notes, I gotta plan-fast/
Now with so many challenges ahead of me, I don’t know how long I can-last/
-Chorus-
Cause Times Like These, Bring you to your knees/
Got you begging please, as you pick yourself up piece by piece/
And Times like these, its just hard to see/
What everything means, and what you mean to me/
Cause times like these, just bring you to your knees/
Got you begging please, as you pick yourself up piece by piece/
-Verse 3-
I just drift in my sarrows, until I feel like im drowned/
Feeling like im left alone, like 6 feet under ground/
But fuck this life, cause you can only try so much until you fail/
Just one more thing, left unchecked, cause I had to bail/
Sometimes theres just no point to things, so why even try/
When all you get in the end is to find out everything was a lie/
So you sit at home staring at the gun, thinking is it worth to die?/
Then you get this hope of inspiration, that everything will be fine/
When all the time, you got those things on your mind/
But you can only be fucked with so much, before you burst/
Cause every damn time you’re the one left feeling hurt/
But fuck it, cause I had enough and im not taking-shit/
And you all can go fuck yourselves, cause im not faking-it/
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