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Facing What Consumes You Facing what consumes you is the only way to be free. Released from those poisonous fears. Resurrected once and for all. You want me to hold my tongue Then why the fuck am I here? You want me to bottle my rage Cause you never had the heart to say what I say. My life, my body, my pride. You have no opinion, no right. I've built myself nothing like you. My refusal is my way of life. Doubt me, Hate me You're the inspiration I need My life, my body, my pride You have no say My life, my body, my pride You don't have say Facing what consumes you is the only way to be free. Though I'm still far from perfection. I stay relevant, I'm still vigilante. I have so much more to say. I have so much more to fight for. I've used your lack of inspiration. As my awakening, its my ability to live forever By my own command. To be vehement, remain confident. Doubt me, Hate me You're the inspiration I need You're all the inspiration I need. Your doubt, it fuels me. Your hate, it drives me. The challenge ignites me. You make me fight harder. Redneck So goddamn easy to write this, You make it spill on the page. So drunk on yourself, self-righteous, The laughing stock of your own fucking sage. But I ain't one to call names, Or throw stones in a house of glass. You try me. This is a motherfucking invitation The only one you could ever need. This is a motherfucking invitation. You try me. Just one time you got a reason, Heard you had nothing to lose. A pied preacher for the pin-eyed congregation, It must be easy to lose. But I ain't one of those names, Or throw stones in a house of glass. You try me. This is a motherfucking invitation The only one you could ever need. This is a motherfucking invitation. You try me. You can tell the same lie a thousand times, But it never gets anymore true, So close your eyes once more and once more believe That they all still believe in you. This is a motherfucking invitation The only one you could ever need. This is a motherfucking invitation. You try me. Just one time Pathetic Somewhere between an excuse and a lie, You found something that you believe. So proud, I guess I can't imagine why, Three cheers for what we used to be. Pathetic. Wasted. Soulless. Compromised. Sleep-walking the mine field. Shit talking, it crumbles around you. It comes back around. Somewhere between delusion and denial, You'll drown in your own sympathy. Profound, at least you thought so at the time, A ghost of who you used to be. Pathetic. Wasted. Soulless. Compromised. Sleep-walking the mine field. Shit talking, it crumbles around you. It comes back around. Pathetic. Wasted. Soulless. Compromised. |
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