PAIN
Voices won't reap the outcome (Outcome)
Help me try to break the cycle, but these fucking
Voices won't reap the outcome (Outcome)
Help me, help me in the final trail
No we will not conform or mold to your noise
We are the backbone holding you to your choice
No we will not conform or mold to your noise
We are the backbone holding you to your choice
White noise, start fires
I'm burning up inside this toxic life style
A static image moving, my voice your lies
Don't tuck your reasons in my problems when I'm honest
About the state of us
Switch blade on hand
Switch blades with bats
No name with audacity to start hate
Show face or get slapped, headstrong no cap
We a movement don't make me introduce you to pain
Real this and real that
Real gonna tell when the money come in
I tell all the women to come in cause the weed be dumbing me down
Then they all come around
Using and loosing the money in town
Cause if you make a sound then the bitches all bound
They can't see me cruising if I'm wearing camo you mad hoe
Even you don't have a plan thou
My storyboards written you fall to the horror your face all dismantled
from crash course
You plastered yourself to the image you sent to the people maintain it like asphalt
And hate up inside your cerebral, protection you treat like enamel
It's your fault, but it's all you've fought
TV's glitching we see
White noise, start fires
I'm burning up inside this toxic life style
A static image moving, my voice your lies
Don't tuck your reasons in my problems when I'm honest
About the state of us
I don't wanna see a super nova clash against a hole
I don't wanna see that no, I need you to go
How the fuck are we so cold rose above the froze
Still I'm burning up, give a fuck? (No)
Numb you left us in the void but pain
Is what you want us to feel, pain
So you can put us under pain
No we can't not stand for all this pain
You're a fucking masochist, ugh
No we will not conform or mold to your noise
We are the backbone holding you to your choice
No we will not conform or mold to your noise
We are the backbone holding you to your choice
Voices won't reap the outcome (Outcome)
Help me try to break the cycle, but these fucking
Voices won't reap the outcome (Outcome)
Help me, help me in the final trail
Help me try to break the cycle, but these fucking
Voices won't reap the outcome (Outcome)
Help me, help me in the final trail
No we will not conform or mold to your noise
We are the backbone holding you to your choice
No we will not conform or mold to your noise
We are the backbone holding you to your choice
White noise, start fires
I'm burning up inside this toxic life style
A static image moving, my voice your lies
Don't tuck your reasons in my problems when I'm honest
About the state of us
Switch blade on hand
Switch blades with bats
No name with audacity to start hate
Show face or get slapped, headstrong no cap
We a movement don't make me introduce you to pain
Real this and real that
Real gonna tell when the money come in
I tell all the women to come in cause the weed be dumbing me down
Then they all come around
Using and loosing the money in town
Cause if you make a sound then the bitches all bound
They can't see me cruising if I'm wearing camo you mad hoe
Even you don't have a plan thou
My storyboards written you fall to the horror your face all dismantled
from crash course
You plastered yourself to the image you sent to the people maintain it like asphalt
And hate up inside your cerebral, protection you treat like enamel
It's your fault, but it's all you've fought
TV's glitching we see
White noise, start fires
I'm burning up inside this toxic life style
A static image moving, my voice your lies
Don't tuck your reasons in my problems when I'm honest
About the state of us
I don't wanna see a super nova clash against a hole
I don't wanna see that no, I need you to go
How the fuck are we so cold rose above the froze
Still I'm burning up, give a fuck? (No)
Numb you left us in the void but pain
Is what you want us to feel, pain
So you can put us under pain
No we can't not stand for all this pain
You're a fucking masochist, ugh
No we will not conform or mold to your noise
We are the backbone holding you to your choice
No we will not conform or mold to your noise
We are the backbone holding you to your choice
Voices won't reap the outcome (Outcome)
Help me try to break the cycle, but these fucking
Voices won't reap the outcome (Outcome)
Help me, help me in the final trail
Credits
Writer(s): Reece Bramley
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