Cartridge Family

What the fuck?
Nothing new
"Mental illness"
Wasted youth
Facts aren't shit
When you choose to sit
We'll kill each other
While you reap the profits
Hard fucking pose

Hard fucking pose
Bigger than you
If push comes to shove
What the fuck would you do?
We're all dead moving fast
Hope it was worth it
Death as a flag
We're all fucking dead



Credits
Writer(s): Charlie Ritch, Devin Boudreaux, Nathan Spann, Ralph Mugot
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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