1. |
My Rules
01:41
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your authority
don't mean shit to me
i will live and die by my rules
you're representative
of what i despise
can't tie me down
to be what you want
im not your property
you have no hold on me
i will live and die by my rules
you're representative
of what i despise
i'll hold my ground
only following my rules
MY RULES
MY RULES
i own my mind
i own this life
i break the rules
i won't abide
you have no spine
follow the hive
i'll live and die
by my own rules
i'd rather die
than follow a crowd
i'll only live
forever by my rules
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2. |
Be Like You
01:56
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you're so rotten
to the core
god you're such
a fucking bore
you're not fooling anybody
you are just a nobody
you're all the same
you should be ashamed
arms crossed
in the back
take up space
but have no fun
emo night's your favorite band
you are just a nobody
i will never be like you
never like you and your crew
i will never be like you
you motherfucker, you're not cool
i'd rather eat glass
than talk to you
your taste is wack
dear god shut up
you're not fooling anybody
i will never be like you
never like you and your crew
i will never be like you
never like you
you really think i want to be like you?
i will never be like you
i'll go my own way
i will never be like you
never like you and your crew
i will never be like you
never like you
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3. |
Buggin Out
01:46
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buggin out
on your block
on your street
we're here to stay
in your head
can't shake that shit
you know the name
won't back down
we're still the crew
you know why we're here
put respect on the name
we're buggin out
we're buggin out
and we're bringing it back
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4. |
Dead 2 Me
02:05
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sit back and laugh
while your world falls apart
i'll be the downfall you least expect
im out for blood
and yours so sweet
nothing to lose
hurt you, you hurt me
you're dead 2 me
dead 2 me
you played with fire
destruction is my desire
revenge served my way
what did you expect
im not the one
brand it on my chest
i'll cross you out
so you don't exist
you're dead 2 me
dead 2 me
don't try to apologize
you've already had your fuckin time with me
don't try to apologize
don't you fuckin know you're fuckin dead 2 me
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5. |
DBM
02:25
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waste my time
as you look me in the eyes
don't tell me how to feel
i know what's real
patience too thin
to forgive and forget
in my room
i sit and stare
don't want you here
don't want you there
don't bother me
leave me alone
don't bother me
leave me alone
we're through
don't bother me
leave me alone
don't bother me
im not your friend
wish that you
would disappear
wish that i never met you
don't wanna see
your face again
you make me sick
when you're around
we're through
don't bother
i can't be bothered
keep yourself away from me
keep my name out your mouth
you linger like a ghost
don't you fuckin bother me
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