Bled Dry
Forced protection when I'm out
Struggling to move
Streets full of ruin
Step back or get dropped
Waiting to be
Slaughtered in this world of grief
It's fucking pathetic
Woes come down with the chopping block
Can't stand looking at shit
Something inside of me
I can't stand to play your game
Empathy
And what we need
Are two different things
You need a vice
All I need is to bleed you dry
One to the chest
And
Two to the cage
I won't hesitate to
Put you in your fucking place
Struggling to move
Streets full of ruin
Step back or get dropped
Waiting to be
Slaughtered in this world of grief
It's fucking pathetic
Woes come down with the chopping block
Can't stand looking at shit
Something inside of me
I can't stand to play your game
Empathy
And what we need
Are two different things
You need a vice
All I need is to bleed you dry
One to the chest
And
Two to the cage
I won't hesitate to
Put you in your fucking place
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Writer(s): Damon Hill, Jason Williams, Liam Franks
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