Dear ____,
Here's your $432.20.
That's 10 cents for every fucking name you've dropped in the last month.
We don't give a fuck...
We're all sick of fucking hearing about it...
We're not fucking impressed...
They're normal people just like you and me, they just happen to play instruments...
Is that why you're here? For some fucked up sort of acknowledgement? Or some scene points?
Why don't you re-evaluate why the hell you do what you do?
'this was never meant for you
this was never meant to become more than my tired arms could carry
so many screaming voices
so many hollow hearts lifting words of redemption
this was never meant for you to grab onto
every word written,
every broken spirit raised was for those in the back
head down
afraid of becoming who you are...
Stop screaming these words you could never carry.
this was never meant for you.
tired voices. empty eyes. broken hearts.
these are the words that keep is alive.
these are the words we live by.
Stop screaming every word you could never believe in.
Stop screaming words that you could never live.
this was never fucking meant for you...'
Because you cheapen what I believe in...you steal everything honest about who we are.
re-evaulate your life...and ask yourself.
WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE?
Here's your $432.20.
That's 10 cents for every fucking name you've dropped in the last month.
We don't give a fuck...
We're all sick of fucking hearing about it...
We're not fucking impressed...
They're normal people just like you and me, they just happen to play instruments...
Is that why you're here? For some fucked up sort of acknowledgement? Or some scene points?
Why don't you re-evaluate why the hell you do what you do?
'this was never meant for you
this was never meant to become more than my tired arms could carry
so many screaming voices
so many hollow hearts lifting words of redemption
this was never meant for you to grab onto
every word written,
every broken spirit raised was for those in the back
head down
afraid of becoming who you are...
Stop screaming these words you could never carry.
this was never meant for you.
tired voices. empty eyes. broken hearts.
these are the words that keep is alive.
these are the words we live by.
Stop screaming every word you could never believe in.
Stop screaming words that you could never live.
this was never fucking meant for you...'
Because you cheapen what I believe in...you steal everything honest about who we are.
re-evaulate your life...and ask yourself.
WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE?
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sick of you
your social clubs
your flavour of the month
i dont care you know
you dont know shit
fuck your popularity contest
i wanna see a murder contest
why are you even here?
who do you know
and who fucking cares?
Left for dead has a solution for everyone.