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Avoid
03:24
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In lands where no one takes your hand, to help you try to jump the fence, but drags you down, don’t hold you up
Everyone complains about your head, they want to see you fall back down, pretending to be on your side
No hearts, no rights, no reasons to be on your side, can’t handle living here no more
In the land of don’t look down the people crawl under your sight
Walk on by, no looking back while dusty hands hold on to your ties
And along the way the faces of defeat wants to survive
With no heart, no rights, one broken heart, and your eyes avoid their eyes
No head, no way, to step ahead and break the past, this past we are still stick into
One heart, one light, to break this darkness in the way, and start to walk with open eyes
In the land of don’t look down the people crawl under your sight
Walk on by, no looking back while dusty hands hold on to your ties
And along the way the faces of defeat wants to survive
With no heart, no rights, one broken heart, and your eyes avoid their eyes
No head, no way, to step ahead and break the past
One heart, one light, to break this darkness in the way
In the land of don’t look down the people crawl under your sight
Walk on by, no looking back while dusty hands hold on to your ties
And along the way the faces of defeat wants to survive
With no heart, no rights, one broken heart, and your eyes avoid their eyes
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Backstabber
03:07
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With open arms I took you, I held your head when I must
I wasn’t aware you was about to put me down
I try too hard to show, I pull your hand to go through
Those evil ways that made me struggle in the past
But somehow you bite my hand, and made my efforts obsolete
You were looking for the chance to stab my back
Yeah somehow you bite my hand to make my efforts obsolete
You were looking for the chance to stab my back
You ask for me to show you, I taught you everything I know
You were looking for the chance to stab my back
You came to me wearing a mask, I never see that coming
Those demons in my head are waking up
And I won’t wait for karma; I will put my hands on you
I try too hard to show, I pull your hand to go through
Those evil ways that made me struggle in the past
You came to me wearing a mask, I never see that coming
Those demons in my head are waking up
Yeah somehow you bite my hand, and made my efforts obsolete
You were looking for the chance to stab my back
Yeah somehow you bite my hand to make my efforts obsolete
You were looking for the chance to stab my back
I won’t wait for karma; I will put my hands on you
On you!
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