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Luck
01:03
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Undoing
01:47
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If you wanted to prove me wrong
You should have owned up to the faults you had all along
But here we are stuck feeling the same debt
Your claim to sorrow nothing more than staged regret
Making a mess of circumstance
Conflicting morals, past unrest
I'm not trying to hide from you
I’m not trying to vindicate what you do
An obvious and painful undoing
Of a future you were assuming
Innocence veiled in egos
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Messin' W// Damnation
01:21
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Keep one foot out the door and keep your eyes to the floor
Messing with damnation cuz you always want more
Do i bargain with that? Do i keep tempting fate?
Do i eat my fucking shame until i start thinking straight?
I’m always betting on an easy out
But I'm getting fucking tired of this never ending drought
I’m done with pacing around
Done with watching my back
Next time you come at me
I’m not cutting you slack
won’t swallow boredom I won’t ever be a pawn
won’t go down easy keep pushing till I’m gone
You want your life to be simple? Cut your loose ties and keep your head up
You want your life to be easy. Cut the bullshit, you know it’s time to grow up
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False Hope
01:43
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hands are tied
nose to the grind
unhappy to a fault and i’m losing drive
keep your shoulders back
keep your composure
clock is ticking your not getting anybody closer
this isn’t what i thought alive was gonna mean
i’m counting hours giving up on all my dreams
steady moving to a goal i never had
slowing giving in to all their demands
when the road ahead seems full of broken glass
ill never know until the journeys passed
sick of false hope, bloody feet
lost cause broken walls as i over
heat
sacrifice passion
don’t acknowledge gains
frivolous exposure and an inhumane
version of yourself that you sell for a check
fulfillment is a joke
when you're sticking out your neck
sick of selling time
sick of waking up
sick of trying when nobody gives a fuck
i’m wasting hours just to succeed
you’re happy living life on your fucking knees
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Keep It To Yourself
02:17
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All these useless secrets and backhanded spite
All you ever care about is knowing youre right
Maybe it’s easier to keep to myself
And keep on hoarding all the truth i’ve withheld
is thats just the way we function
Trying to carve some meaning out of dysfunction
Step on the heads of those who held your hands
And keep on whining that nobody understands
Waste of space
What you preach is fake
Picking the right side when we know you're just a snake
Fix your attitude
Let go of your pride
Loyalty aint got a meaning when your hands are tied
Stuck within a cycle of self doubt and self hate
Try to fix your fuckups but you know it’s too late
Everyone around you is a sucka so fuck em
Everyone you idolize just lies, so chuck em
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JOCK London, Ontario
Forest City Hardcore
Lunch money to the front
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