45'd It

You're all down, got your red, and you're ready to roll (45'd it)
Self made, with a plan it's a painted show (45'd it)
Take it all back from the wrong type and the wrong face (45'd it)
Take it all back and you won't pay for your wrong ways (45'd it)

Don't care about your feelings
Don't need to give a reason
Now just raise the demons
I see shades of green things
Pull out the stopper, burn up the land
Tear down the structure, build back the man
I will watch you drown in resolution; my retribution

All's fine, on the back nine
Sun is shining and it's just another violent day
I've got mine, cross the line
It doesn't matter if, we can just wave it away

Well you're on your own
But you're so far down
You had your goat
Now you're syncing down
You take no blame
But you're sinking down
Think a race could win

Know when the boots will hit the ground
The gains were made and now unwound
The dark you raised up to the crown

You made a bet; that you didn't really get (45'd it)
Just to claw it back, just to show yer not dead yet (45'd it)
You can take it back, to the wrong vibe and the wrong space (45'd it)
If you don't know how to go low, you're not ready yet (45'd it)

Don't care about your dealings
Your flag of allegiance
Or who does the scratching
The means, the mix, the matching
Put up the scraper, shout at the sky
Secure the backing, cut up the pie
I have encouraged every delusion; I'm-unproven

Blackheart, white gloves
Get it started with the push and the shove'n
It tastes great, gonna have it my way
Super rally mega-manic twitter love'n

They're all gone
But you rise again
You're not best led
Is it sinking in
But you're not dead yet
But you're not dead yet
Is it sinking in

Know when the boots will hit the ground
The gains were made and now unwound
The dark you raised up to the crown



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Writer(s): Howling Glide
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