WHAT CAN THEY SAY? Not a thing couse Iīve learned the hard way
OUR OWN WAY stay the course, we muste carry on now
I WON`T STRAY from the path we weīve chosen letīs go!
Through all the good and bad things the hope and dreams I lost my drive it seems in a way, iīve lost my mind it seems like I didnīt give a fuck anything
Tightrope walking the fine line
"Guttercoke" make me feel sublime
But all in all itīs not fine
everything is not alright
WHAT CAN THEY SAY? Not a thing couse Iīve learned the hard way
OUR OWN WAY stay the course, we muste carry on now
I WON`T STRAY from the path we weīve chosen letīs go!
Donīt we all love the fast life?
We all play the game put the barrel straight to your brain spin the chamber damn! What a shame hopeless no joke life is no game but you still have time t maintain! Think of all our fallen friends the soldiers of the street dead end...
I have my hopes but accept the facts
the friends Iīve lost to the street ī
WE CANīT BRING THEM BACK!
I think about how it was then
thatīs not so long ago my friends!
The close calls and the time spent
have I learned my lesson yet?
I HOPE, I HOPE
and you donīt want to see what Iīve seen
couse you might not be so lucky
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