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CE Intro
00:46
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CE!
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Cold Justice
01:57
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Born into a world so intense
Adapting to a harsh environment.
Where everyone is out to get you.
Can’t trust no one
Or play the fool.
Dirty streets, dirty signs,
Dirty faces, dirty lies.
Where do I turn?
This is life.
I can’t understand all the things I’ve SEEN
I can’t justify what what was taken from ME
Cold justice - like the swiftness of a knife
Coming for you like a thief in the night.
Alone in the cold.
Trying to stand strong but can you survive when you’re all alone?
Dirty truths, dirty cries
Dirty welcomes, dirty byes
Where do you turn?
This is life.
I can’t understand all the things I’ve SEEN
I can’t justify what what was taken from ME
Taking back what was stolen
The taste of blood from the floor
No second chance
This is the end
Cold Justice
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Searching for answers inside out
Crushed beyond repair for this wrenched doubt
Taking what you want from me
Two face cries and your pathetic pleas
I don’t need you, now
Claiming you’re leaving
I DON’T CARE, fuck!
I don’t fucking care; on how you think it ought to be or what you think you saw in me.
And I don’t fucking need; your hate for me, you hate what you see, you can go with the fucking leaves.
Everything we say is WRONG, in your eyes.
That is why you claim you’re GONE, it’s no surprise.
You walk around, with a open mouth, claiming you know what it’s about.
But all jokes aside, you’re just a fucking joke to me.
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Forced Reality
03:13
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Waking up to the sounds of her cries, never truly grasping why.
“Everything will be okay” what was told.
Life forever changing for a 10 year old.
Trying to find solace but had no luck.
Always pushed away was never enough.
Harden my shell, wiped away my cries.
Becoming who I am when life left your eyes.
TURE PAIN - isn’t the fact you’re not alive but that fact we’re all left behind.
Being young; it’s just “part of God’s plan” but I can’t help but think I’ve been dealt a bad hand.
Lost and alone with nothing to show.
I sit and listen for your voice.
But life made its choice.
And it chose for me walk alone.
They tell you to pray
So that we can be saved
Broken like the statues of holy saints.
Is that what you saw/wanted for me?
A bitter man your oldest became to be.
I can’t take back the things I’ve done
Harsh footsteps handed down from father to son
I can’t take back the things I’ve seen
Blinds taking off to live in these forced reality’s
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