Testo War - 22 Wolf

Testo della canzone War (22 Wolf), tratta dall'album WAR

I can't seem to deal with people anymore
Friendly foes
Coming over knocking on my door
Can't be sure who's there for you
Or there for more
Fucking whores
Such a chore to deal with people anymore
Got me heated to my core
I can't seem to deal with people anymore
Friendly foes
Coming over knocking on my door
Can't be sure who's there for you
Or there for more
Fucking whores
Such a chore to deal with people anymore
Got me heated to my core
I can't seem to deal with people anymore
I just know
They ain't shit and set the bar too low
Catch a bow if you attempt to start a war
Fucking whores
Such a chore to deal with people anymore
Got me heated to my core
I feel like a villain
Filled with despise
And infinite knives drove in my back
Sick of the lies
I'm sick of fighting the urge to just attack
Without good reason
Just to beat on
They won't see dawn
I can't crack
All of the lackeys from my past
Better watch their fucking backs
Run to go hide while seething of lies
Just Fucking die
Instead of hitching for rides
Nothing left to surprise
Inside your eyes
Past torments that give your demise
So you wear disguises
Hiding ulterior devises
All of your efforts are constantly dying
Despite this
So keep on crying
I'll keep on fighting
I don't need a single mother fucker on my side
I got this shit alone
I always have, it's me or die
Me or die
Fuck the ops I feast upon
I eat alive, eat alive
I ain't got no room for hitching rides
Move aside
Racing with time and I'm a close second
I'm inching my way
Skipping the check ins
Destroying all obstacles
I am a weapon of mass destruction
Don't follow instructions
As for the dead weight
Don't need em', fuck em'
As for the past L's
I learned all my lessons
Just smoke em', no jokin'
These clowns are provoking
They earned it, we closed it
There is no adjourning
I can't seem to deal with people anymore
Friendly foes
Coming over knocking on my door
Can't be sure who's there for you
Or there for more
Fucking whores
Such a chore to deal with people anymore
Got me heated to my core
I can't seem to deal with people anymore
I just know
They ain't shit and set the bar too low
Catch a bow if you attempt to start a war
Fucking whores
Such a chore to deal with people anymore
Got me heated to my core



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Writer(s): Cameron Sherman
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