1. |
Talking Trash
00:48
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2. |
Dynamite
02:06
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Building up inside me
And I'm about to lose control
Try and keep my grasp
I always lose my fucking hold
Try to keep composure,
getting closer, here we fucking go
Time to cut lose
Feel the fucking dynamite explode in you
Animal inside, you gotta let it loose
No matter how you do it
You got to move
Feel the fucking dynamite explode in you
Building up inside me
And I'm about to lose control
Try and keep my grasp
I always lose my fucking hold
Try to keep composure,
getting closer, here we fucking go
Feel the fucking dynamite explode in you
Animal inside, you gotta let it loose
No matter how you do it
You got to move, so bust
I never had a place to call my own
Until I found this place where I belong
Never had a place
Never had a place
Never had a place that I could call my own
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3. |
True Friends
01:54
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They always see you through the worst of times
they always see you from your worst to you best
Brothers in arms until the bitter end
A new kind of family you better believe
I count on them and they can count on me
Ain't no fun and games, there's gonna be problems
Put our heads together and we can fucking solve them
True friends
We don't need another snake in the grass
Looking for the future will put you in the past
We don't need another king of nothing
Gunna hang with us gonna tell you something
You gotta be true
True fucking friends
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4. |
Filthy Departed
02:08
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Don't let it slide, follow it through
Snake in the grass, dig up the truth
Breaking my trust, thought we were friends
This is where lies come to an end
So this is where we are
Another close friend so far away from where we started
Close the casket on the filthy departed
Pawned all your friendships for a couple of bucks
Bought a bad name now the label's stuck
Sold out what we had cuz you're down on your luck
Don't blame your shitty life on being stuck in a rut
So this is where we are
Another close friend so far away from where we started
Close the casket on the filthy departed
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5. |
Lost Fortune
02:04
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Tried out giving you a second shot
You ran and lost your head in a pile of drugs
Fuck your fucking problems
Your chances are done
Lost out on a fortune
You're too blind and dumb
You ran from your problems bitch
There's no easy fix
Only way out
Fucking kill yourself
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6. |
Dead Or Gone
01:34
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Big city mindset, I don't need it
Not a glorious life, but its the one I'm living
Small town problems are a thing of the past
because all my friends are dead or gone
Waste away with bigger buildings and scenery
Do you feel better in "high society"?
Problems are problems
No matter where you go in this fucked up world
So hit the road, and run away
you're problems are always gonna stay
Big city mindset, I don't need it
Not a glorious life, but its the one I'm living
Small town problems are a thing of the past
because all my friends are dead or gone
I always heard that
The grass is greener on the other side
But it turns out
It only matters what's inside
Big city mindset, I don't need it
Not a glorious life, but its the one I'm living
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