It's where you come from There's lyrics registered. When the world pronounced me dead put me in the grave the cut off my legs it was not long I couldn't hold my mouth I ran my head I ran my head It's strange to be around again things might have killed me but not the bastard in the skies I was fucking with the plan asking for it all, call it karma or guilt being dragged down the road call it wisdom or ignorance But it's still alive and it's in me now and it lives and breathes but, I can't give a fuck I've got a big mouth and there's a lot to learn from a bottle of whiskey it's where you come from (the south) A remedy to the curse cold turkey, drop the bomb on harder wares control suspend above, become one Look at what's around It may piss you off It might be shit But I just can't lie around Feeling sorry for myself I could care less (from weed and whiskey) I fell in front of my friends I dropped out in front of the world you call that supernatural? I ain't Black wings will weather your flight for some there's no second time following paths of your life I stepped off the mountain to the sky watch your ass no it's where you come from it's where you come from These are the lies, these are the lies, the dirty little lies There's lyrics registered. These are the lies, these are the lies, the dirty little lies These are the lies, these are the lies, the little lies I'm the things you dare not hate, for the pain you look the same You struggle to ignore the things worth fighting forĭon't turn away, get down to your knees and pray What's done can't be undone, you're not the chosen oneĭarkness anticipate, what's right you can't agrate This is the way, thing that needs them to the stayĭriven by the blackened heart, swaying as they come apart They can suffer for a few, never knowing they were used Oh, how I've suffered through, a wicked man can doīut blind they can't ignore the things I have in store
I've died a thousand times, drowned in a sea of lies
I've died a thousand times, drowned in a sea of lies Walked every path, through every door Oh, how I've suffered through, a wicked man can do But blind they can't ignore the things I have in store These are the lies and in paradise They can suffer for a few, never knowing they were used This is the way, thing that needs them to the stay Driven by the blackened heart, swaying as they come apart What's done can't be undone, you're not the chosen one Toleration seeps from every poor Darkness anticipate, what's right you can't agrate You struggle to ignore the things worth fighting for These are the lies and in paradise They can suffer for a few, never knowing they were used Don't turn away, get down to your knees and pray I'm the things you dare not hate, for the pain you look the same These are the lies, these are the lies, the little lies These are the lies, these are the lies, the dirty little lies These are the lies, these are the lies, the dirty little lies These are the lies, these are the lies, the dirty little lies
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