Believe
And my mood switched
And i feel the shame yeah
And i feel the blame yeah
Hatred in my soul
Got me feeling
Even more less adored
Bite my teeth
Feed the pain
Bite my teeth
Erase my brain
Beneath my feet i see dead people yeah
And im going insane
And im going insane
Fuck the coke shit yeah
I'm a punk kid
I like to get around now
And god forbid me from
Doing all of the shit that i like to do
So i just don't listen
Listen to the thoughts in your head
They don't really care about what you said
Voodoo thoughts in their head
Their tyna kill the poor, Why?
They've already bled now
Get up, Get up
Where we be going now
Fed up, Fed up
Need somewhere to go now
I see these ghosts in my face
They like to kick me down
And they hide in the bookcase
Get up, Get up
Where we be going now
Fed up, Fed up
Need somewhere to go now
Ima bout to break
Ima bout to break
Take what's mine
And what you cant confiscate
Ten shots to my brain
Don't kill no more
I'm dead already
But invincible
Ten shots to my brain
Don't kill no more
I'm dead already
But invincible
You don't really care for shit
While we take a hit
You hypocrite
People trying, people dying
Is all i fucking see
You don't really care for shit
While we take a hit
I'm sick of it
People trying, People dying
That why we cant believe
Say we don't do shit
And we don't know shit
Why don't you hop
Into my shoes tonight
And you'll know how i feel
And you'll know how i deal with this shit
Get up, Get up
Where we be going now
Fed up, Fed up
Need somewhere to go now
I keep seeing jokes in my face
They like to kick me down
Then they hide in their briefcase
You don't really care for shit
While we take a hit
You hypocrite
People trying, people dying
Is all i fucking see
You don't really care for shit
While we take a hit
I'm sick of it
People trying, People dying
That why we cant believe
And i feel the shame yeah
And i feel the blame yeah
Hatred in my soul
Got me feeling
Even more less adored
Bite my teeth
Feed the pain
Bite my teeth
Erase my brain
Beneath my feet i see dead people yeah
And im going insane
And im going insane
Fuck the coke shit yeah
I'm a punk kid
I like to get around now
And god forbid me from
Doing all of the shit that i like to do
So i just don't listen
Listen to the thoughts in your head
They don't really care about what you said
Voodoo thoughts in their head
Their tyna kill the poor, Why?
They've already bled now
Get up, Get up
Where we be going now
Fed up, Fed up
Need somewhere to go now
I see these ghosts in my face
They like to kick me down
And they hide in the bookcase
Get up, Get up
Where we be going now
Fed up, Fed up
Need somewhere to go now
Ima bout to break
Ima bout to break
Take what's mine
And what you cant confiscate
Ten shots to my brain
Don't kill no more
I'm dead already
But invincible
Ten shots to my brain
Don't kill no more
I'm dead already
But invincible
You don't really care for shit
While we take a hit
You hypocrite
People trying, people dying
Is all i fucking see
You don't really care for shit
While we take a hit
I'm sick of it
People trying, People dying
That why we cant believe
Say we don't do shit
And we don't know shit
Why don't you hop
Into my shoes tonight
And you'll know how i feel
And you'll know how i deal with this shit
Get up, Get up
Where we be going now
Fed up, Fed up
Need somewhere to go now
I keep seeing jokes in my face
They like to kick me down
Then they hide in their briefcase
You don't really care for shit
While we take a hit
You hypocrite
People trying, people dying
Is all i fucking see
You don't really care for shit
While we take a hit
I'm sick of it
People trying, People dying
That why we cant believe
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Butler, Alan Hewitt
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