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Tonight I saw your true
Vindictive, a language of reaction
And thank you for returning my faith in what I in
It nearly went in vain while you aim

So when you wake tomorrow no one left to crucify
You know that still feel afraid
The way you up this morning today

That's right, I saw true face
Or rather a representative of
Don't you fight own wars?
A saluting yourself yesterday
While you think your prey

So when you wake with no one left to crucify
You know that you'll feel afraid
The way you woke up this morning

When you wake tomorrow with no one left to
You know that still feel afraid
The way you woke up this morning

I for your sake
You work out your problem within
tortured mindset you put out
So where's violin?

So where's your
So where's violin?
So where's your
So your violin?

So when you wake with no one left to crucify
You know you'll still feel afraid
The way you woke up this today

you wake tomorrow with no one left to crucify
You know that you'll still feel
The way you woke up morning today

The way you up
The way you up
vision

The is two double 0 two, nothing is brand new
Kid Jimmy, you know, you hear me lyrics over loops
Close friends used to call me sups, mad to CI crew
Still ripping over PFK, so what you do?

Nothing, out my fucking chest, crims rock the best
out to mesk for putting run ups to the test
Dressed for success but we look like some
So easy fucking go, not easy come

Tunnel vision won't your view
So think it through, do it for self
you read might not be true
So think it through, do it for your, for

We rock London, Amsterdam, Carrum Downs and
You don't to dig my style, so step back, fuck you
And you're getting jealous, man, claiming that it's
You can't it

I give a shit you can suck my dick
Say you can me, you probably could
Going down with your mouth
Wrap wrapped around my

Say you can smoke me, you probably
down south with your mouth wrap
Wrap, wrap wrapped around my

Tunnel won't enhance your view
So think it through, do it for self
Everything you read not be true
So think it through, do it for your, for

Whoa, slow down, I got the low
On this bigger than sound
That we lit, so I hit it with a lip
That spits in harmony with hits

I can't help it you shit your pants
I saw you fucking
Up and when the record went number one
Fuming 'cause they're for my skills

were having fun, now you're sober
Not from thinking it's over
to face the facts whack
It's only just

London, Amsterdam, Carrum and Osaka
You don't to dig it, fuck you, fuck you

vision won't enhance your view
So it through, do it for your self
Everything you might not be true
So think it through, do it for your, for