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Distilled To Nothing
02:44
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Buck 40 dom the free way
All luck bound too run out soon
Ive had this coming for a while now
This is a one way trip
Not gonna make 1t home
Wrapped and bound in irritation
Toil back in anger, sad and confused
Its too little, too late
Reachout and touch the hand of fate
How fast was fast enough
You never had control
Not a hand to hold
Ending of your soul
How fast was fuckin fast enough
Disappointed with everything
A constant struggle
In a world full of pain
Week to week day to fuckin day
It always ends
Exactly the same way
How fast is fast enough
Pull me
Tear me
Shake me to the core
I Cant get
any closer to the floor
That fuckin smile
Wipe it off your face
Fuil body mind and heart
Left in complete disarray a grin taken from malice
Left in that perfect smiles place
Dancing on graves of ones you once loved
Never stomps out the source of pain
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Sabbatical
02:16
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The fuckin writings on the wall
Take a god damn closer look
If you cant read it
The room is at maximum
And the air is full of dust
spelling out the weight of his guilt
No difference from pen and tongue
My lungs are full of shit
My blood is boiling up
Took a step and fell five floors
Theres no turning back now
YOU'RE FULL OF
Pointless hate
You jealous coward
Every tied you had rots severed
Star six seven won't save you forever
I wish you never ever found
The path that led you here taking every shot from the dark
Sit back and hide in fear
Wish you were fuckin dead
Mind heart body and soul
Threaten whats sacred to me
Its time to pay your fucking toll
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Vault
01:49
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Faded
Numb to everything
Wrapped tight around my neck
Concrete your ankles, force you 2 feet deeper
Dow into your bitter end
You're all so fuckin pathetic
Safety taken for granted
Stuffed into the vault of panic
Cross your legs And forever sit
Snake tongue,
soul switched full of nothing
The process, for drama
Cant hide,
1t's comin around in twos
Welcome to the process
Out of the mouths of a hundred fakes
Offer nothing to me but fake faith
No time to serve just give me the punishment
Bound to
Fuck
Up
Lose hope
In love
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4. |
xxII
02:30
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Feel that burn
In your heart of hearts
To hit the ground
Land in a new place to start
The pressure gives
Finally take a break
Whats a bother to you
is bothering me
Murder in you
Murder in me
With hands reached
It circles me
And never leaving
To turn a cheek was your decision
The time was bleak
You made It your mission To find some time alone
is something 1 can get a grasp
You can't call this home
Cant keep running away
(How many times
have you pictured falling)
From everything already said
(From a cliff
let go to conquer your hate)
Some words 111 never forget
Forever blurring my head
The blood on your wrists
Isnt from my hands
So why you blame me
YOU REFUSE TO GROW
And it shows
You will never understand
Whats got you down
Got you out
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Pocket Knife
01:41
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Cold world
Dimming light
No one to trust
Only my pocket knife
Forever damned to self
Your hell avaits
Distilled to nothing living blind to faith
Real loose talk and no fucking motivation
Keep testing patience just to your luck
Did all that shit talk get you a sensation short blade wont stop, refuse to give a fuck
Every last body lays cold
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51st State Records Stony Brook, New York
Record label from Stony Brook, NY.
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