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Vacant Stare - Come Face Up lyrics
Well you may think that this is it But I've got to tell it aint shit I haven't got nothing new to say But I'm gonna say it in a different way Cause this is a story I could dreamt Its not word for word but I'm gonna attempt To rap this bitch like I fuckin meant And you're all exempt Well you may think that this is it But I gotta tell you it aint shit My whole life I've been treated a fool Never understood what it was to be cool Cause cools for idiots and I aint that To change my life would be fuckin crap Its not for me now, so what can I do Its not for me Coming down on you WHAT Come on get up don't tread WHAT Yeah its purified hatred WHAT Come on get up it's true WHAT That we're coming down on you WHAT Come on get up don't tread WHAT Yeah its purified hatred WHAT Come on get up it's true WHAT That we're coming down on you Well you may think that this is it But you haven't heard the half of it Jealousy created a lot of two faced friends Fucking us off, then trying to make amends I ain't got time for people who cause us grief I'm looking at those arseholes in disbelief So when you hear this and you know who are You'd better step back cause you took it to far Well now listen up you piece of shit You made me feel like I didn't fit There's no going back on what you've done Come n' face up and we'll watch you run Finding it hard to handle the pain Knowing all you did was all-insane And as you're sinking lower than low We all know Coming down on you WHAT Come on get up don't tread WHAT Yeah its purified hatred WHAT Come on get up it's true WHAT That we're coming down on you WHAT Come on get up don't tread WHAT Yeah its purified hatred WHAT Come on get up it's true WHAT That we're coming down on you Come on, come on, face up, come on, I cant fuckin wait Come on, Face up, Yeah, I cant fuckin wait What the fuck did I say to you You lippy little arshole gonna get it soon Cause I've had it right up to here I know you fuckin know that I can smell your fear I'm gonna rip your face off along with that grin Redemption day has come I'm gonna take your sins By repeatedly hitting you into submission Like a mother fuckin train collision WHAT Come on get up don't tread WHAT Yeah its purified hatred WHAT Come on get up it's true WHAT That we're coming down on you WHAT Come on get up don't tread WHAT Yeah its purified hatred WHAT Come on get up it's true WHAT That we're coming down on you I'm not a fighter But yeah, I'll fuckin well hit you like a heavy weight Cause I never wait for the ten count Always back in five for the next bout And that's right If you're looking for danger You're lucky day cause I'll fuckin rearrange yer By the way, this is the last bout Cause I'm gonna'knock you'out |
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