Playing Dead

Been ashamed, by all the things that were said
Gone away, to avoid all the bloodshed
I refrain, from bearing my soul

Gotta stand, and look in the eyes
Of the one, who tears me apart
It's not a game, but this time i'm going to win

No more submission
Loss of ambition
No humilitation
I'm done
I'm done playing dead

You saw me there, with my head in the ground
Thought you'd prey, try to take me down
Manipulate and fry my brain

You almost got, me down on my knees
Whip in hand, and blood on my cheeks
But I turned around, now you cower under me

No more submission
Loss of ambition
No humilitation
I'm done
I'm done playing dead

I'm done
Playing dead
You want to come for me?
Try



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Writer(s): Andrew Vaz
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