Violent Urges

Tick Tock, that's the hands of time
It doesn't matter when you're doing crime
Layin' low when I'm out at night
Forbidden thoughts running through my mind
Shadows lurking just beyond the streets
Satisfy my curiosity
All I've ever known was make-believe
Violent urges get the best of me

We're not the same
What should I do
Become a clone
Be more like you

No, I got violent urges

Dark days history repeats
Junkies and creeps glued into their seats
Black and blue because they can't breathe
Cemetery lay the dead to sleep
Lifeless bodies left to decompose
Cause of death, no one knows
All I've ever know was make-believe
Violent urges get the best of me

We're not the same
What should I do
Become a clone
Be more like you

No, I got violent urges

We won't leave a trace
Witnesses erased

I've got violent urges



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Writer(s): Crime Line
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