| Lyric | Band Member |
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| If you hate an undead that's a party foul! | |
| Pack of wolves 'cause we don't follow the rules | |
| I got a gun but they got a lotta, shooting at the sky with a motherf*cking sawed off | |
| You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in | |
| Blazed up smoked out i'm outta my mind we just cruise around my town all the time | |
| A women held my shield and though the battle we did wrong | |
| Obsessed with the thought of you the pain just grew and grew | |
| Above the boulevard, school yard victim of deceit | |
| And it's hard at times to ask if you can save my heart for last | |
| | Lyric | Band Member |
|---|
| Got a gold-ass grill, hit me on the side-kick if you wanna chill | |
| Take it up we wear the medal raise your hands with burning candals | |
| It haunts me like no other, one more drink then i swear that i'm going home | |
| But everyone you looked up too is really as f*cked up as you | |
| Blood is getting hotter body's going colder | |
| Dude is it true that you screwed my mum? | |
| I'm the pirate on the streets of california | |
| I get so sick of it 'cause they won't let me they won't let me breathe | |
| I'm losing all my sanity i can't hide from the voice that speaks inside of me | |
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