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letra de fallen - axel rozack

yo, tell me you how you′re feelin’ when you′re lookin’ in the mirror
who you thought you would be, is just a distant figure
i break down watchin’ myself give me the f-ckin′ finger

to be honest i truly thought i′d be somethin’ bigger
but all i do is write rhymes in my filthy bas-m-nt
while i dream of puttin′ my head on the silky pavement
hope a green lambo ends my gritty enslavement
escapin’ all my emotions could be pretty amazin′
cuz i slowly feel intrusive thoughts takin’ over
where the f-ck am i goin′, yo, if i’m stayin’ sober?
always had this feelin′, i knew i was bipolar
i′ve had enough, for real – don’t wanna get any older
everyday is a new day, but they all feel the same
i truly f-ckin′ hate me, and i feel so ashamed
takin’ the blame with nothin′ to take away the pain
look, i can k!ll myself, but can’t erase my name

how can i live with myself, when this sh-t lives with me?
trips down memory lane, they hurt me physically
inside my heart the pain, remember vividly
how i hurt you people so f-ckin′ vicously
spittin’ in your motherf-ckin’ face publicly
while everybody knew that you were in so in love with me
i just wanted ′em to see that i was somebody
i guess it′s true that misery loves company
i took my pain out on you, and didn’t even know it
even tho′ it got to you, nah, you would never show it
if you wanna be the hero, i’ma be the poet
always on your high horse when i was at my lowest
whatever, b-tch – i′m just happy we went seperate ways
ever since you kicked me out – i’m seeing better days
we had to getaway, together we could never stay
i only wish you the best, hope you′re in a better place

to every motherf-cker who i stabbed in the back
i laugh on the track, havin’ a panic attack
i’m a maniac, don′t know where my brain be at
you may be mad, you never got to pay me back
i touched your heart then ripped it out in front of you
be a f-ckin′ b-tch about it – what you gonna do?
my homies in the hood, would k!ll you for a blunt or two
i tell my boys to make it quick, just to comfort you
i got a couple enemies, got ’em on their knees
gotta pay your fees, you wannabe f-ckin g′s
trigger squeeze, b-tches, we just wanna shoot the breeze
no peace for the wicked, plus i ain’t easy to please
hate me, spite me – give a f-ck if you like me
my whole life – motherf-ckers always wanna fight me
f-ck who i am, i care about who i might be
everyone i used to know has fallen behind me

- axel rozack

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