Non fiction don't believe me that chances I have to take
betrayal
at its best is always second guessed
Try I am healing the pressure so give me a reason now it's been
so
long and I've waited I've been waiting for so long don't fight
it's
hard to breathe when you're buried alive you take this place
for
granted and you realize it's never enough I've waited for so
long
this will never end
The reflection of false hope we kept the secrets in the dark
and
the values of our brothers inside the shadows I can see can see
me
perfectly their ratio is ten to o
Oh we're on top of the world let's go
Your death is written on paper my heart is fueled by hatred
dragging
dead bodies up really steep hills
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