Dumped Shit

I got the sheet in my bag
They believe a miracle
But get the shit out my ass
To see of what I'm able
I shoveled it all my life
No we are dumping it all
To the face of you, bastards
Higher cause you got a soul

Hail ourself, we will be motherfuckin' rockstars
Raise the taste of a highing decay
And when you think that we're underground
Know that we're burning at home

I got the girl in my pocket
We got my car in my jacket
We're new rockstars we're like "fuck it"
'bout the shits who built on "suck it"
We grow up we're new rockstars
You won't believe in our scars
But don't try to you, rabbit
Come to we, wolves, and beat it

We're too high for you, we're dope
You're like a sheep and you're locked
To be of all of those men
Higher cause they got a dick

Hail ourself, we will be motherfuckin' rockstars
Raise the taste of a highing decay
And when you think that we're underground
Know that we're burning at home

Don't believe that Satan
Don't believe that Satan
Don't believe that Satan
Don't believe that Satan is worst than
Don't believe that Satan
Don't believe that Satan
Don't believe that Satan
Don't believe that Satan is worst than us

He hated me yesterday
I don't know what to say
Our pain is now away
But for each one it strays
We're where they put the blame
We are still in the fame
But for now we just lay
We're own by the decay

We lost all our feelings
In a sea made of drink
We're leaving the living
May the ground is calling

I cannot remember
Where I made an error
My life is made of pills
And a cat's still bleeding
That guide you to a fall
World's like an hospital
This should be my last dance
I'm in an ambulance

We lost all our feelings
In a sea made of drink
We're leaving the living
May the ground is calling



Credits
Writer(s): Emile Georges
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