Crush the weak and fuck the fakes.
The ones who never gave a damn in the first place.
The ones that take and take and take.
The ones that take away and never give back.
All our blood, our sweat, and our tears
The breath we use to scream all of these years.
All our blood, our sweat, and our tears
The breath we use to scream all of these years.
These words still mean
The world to me.
These words still mean
The world to me.
We don't need you.
We never fucking have.
You have nothing to offer.
We won't miss you when you're gone.
Through thick and thin only the die hard will stay.
I walk a dead end path.
Lit by the embers and the ashes of my past.
And everything that I had,
Is everything I can't get back.
I struck the match that lit my life on fire.
I set my world ablaze.
I watched it burn right in front of my face.
Right in front of my face.
This is the place I've constantly found myself in,
Lost inside of my own emotions.
Weighed down by my mind.
I'm running out of time to make it out alive.
The weight of the world.
On my mind
Is gonna bury me alive.
The weight
Of the
World on
My mind.
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