Pull

Risk after risk after risk
Of blood, sweat, tears I climbed up that steep cliff
Hindrance after hindrance
I inched my way up to the sweet peak
When I thought I already got away from the traps set up by the crabs who hid under the masks...
I'm just up here for a bigger magnifying glass. a clearer shot...
Put your finger on the trigger (pull)
Then aim your gun to a beggar that you claim is your muthafuckin brother (the trigger)
Ready... aim...
Then shoot me in the head(in the head)
Now that you have a clearer shot (a clearer shot)
I just closed my eyes and tried not to look down
Cuz I was too scared to know how high I was from the ground
I slipped and got slit
I lost grip and got ripped
But still manage to struggle by holding on to the cables...
So tried to stay focused that i'd get to the top no matter what but I forgot
That i'll just be there for a bigger magnifying glass
A clearer shot...
Put your finger on the trigger (pull)
Then aim your gun to a beggar that you claim is your muthafuckin brother(the trigger)
Ready... aim...
Then shoot me in the head (in the head)
Now that you have a clearer shot (a clearer shot)
Shoot me, shoot me(pull the trigger)
In the head
It feels so nice to be up here...
But there's always another cliff that you hunger to conquer...



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Thorn, Thomas Stevens, Shannon Hoon, Glen Graham, Brad Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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