We Are Different
We are not the same
We are different in every way
I make music to ease the pain
You lace yourself in novacane
Now get up
Every day I bleed out a number of things from my mind
It feels I can't put them down on my own time
Got this itch to create but I need to rewind
Get your head out the clouds and go back to your life
Every day I bleed out a number of things from my mind
It feels I can't put them down on my own time
Got this itch to create but I need to rewind
Get your head out the clouds and go back to your life
Bitch get the fuck out of my face
I don't think you understand what
We going to amend to the end
Of your vertebra
Last one standing
Gets to see the world end
When everything erupts
Eh eh eh eh
We gonna be the last ones to lead
Cuz no one else gonna have anything to plead
Because their garbage shit means nothing to me
Or anyone whos got taste
Or just disagrees
Every day I bleed out a number of things from my mind
It feels I can't put them down on my own time
Got this itch to create but I need to rewind
Get your head out the clouds and go back to your life
Every day
Shit is a race
To many things going through my mind to think
The last thing I wanna do is
Babysit you
And I don't understand pain
Oh your so fake
Where the fuck are we going next
This shit got me grinding up and I know we got a lot of text
We are different in every way
I make music to ease the pain
You lace yourself in novacane
Now get up
Every day I bleed out a number of things from my mind
It feels I can't put them down on my own time
Got this itch to create but I need to rewind
Get your head out the clouds and go back to your life
Every day I bleed out a number of things from my mind
It feels I can't put them down on my own time
Got this itch to create but I need to rewind
Get your head out the clouds and go back to your life
Bitch get the fuck out of my face
I don't think you understand what
We going to amend to the end
Of your vertebra
Last one standing
Gets to see the world end
When everything erupts
Eh eh eh eh
We gonna be the last ones to lead
Cuz no one else gonna have anything to plead
Because their garbage shit means nothing to me
Or anyone whos got taste
Or just disagrees
Every day I bleed out a number of things from my mind
It feels I can't put them down on my own time
Got this itch to create but I need to rewind
Get your head out the clouds and go back to your life
Every day
Shit is a race
To many things going through my mind to think
The last thing I wanna do is
Babysit you
And I don't understand pain
Oh your so fake
Where the fuck are we going next
This shit got me grinding up and I know we got a lot of text
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Writer(s): Ryan C
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