and hold your breath. Return and you will find me. If somehow I should forget, I'll have this song to remind me. With one hand pinned to your chest And
hold your breath. Return and you will find me. If somehow I should forget, I'll have this song to remind me. With one hand pinned to your chest And
call of god like a child obeying Preaching the very same power they killed martin for saying But you can't break the hold and not holding your breath Thought if I died for
hold in your last breath and stare assure me your metronome left arm stick shift is stuck on the right words in your ear could you hear me loud and clear
these arms they hold down amongst the words that made in these fields. From pressure to pain I wish to stay away In the measure I test with your love for
and I'm picking up plastic from the highway If you love to litter, wave your can and sling it sideways Got some Styrofoam? Burn it in your driveway! Join
ugly motherfucker for faces of art addicts Just for my people Persecute plagiarist dangerous at a close range Dose brains close to the range To rope frames for
time, that I hold my breath with everything I am I swear that we don't need, we don't need, all the promises that you're pretending to tell your best
anemic For for the family, I'll be squeezing, no reason Blood work, nobody leaving this bitch breathing Niggas on the low, kidnapped my flow Coulda asked for
[in background] "you're tryin to cover up the holes in your sneakers.." [x2] [The Grouch] When you first get it it's shining and sparkling you hold
soldier, unknown grave On his dying words he prays Tell the world of Paschendale Relive all that he's been through Last communion of his soul Rust your
Up Yea, Pull Up A Chair, I'll Tell You What I'm Gon Do For You And Yours, Hold The Applause, This Is The Year In Review Steelers Stole The Superbowl, Let's Give It Up For
a bitch-hoe And noone really cares what your mom think though 'Cuz it's all about the money, black trucks and bumps So shut your mouth, get on your knees and take your loss
said it. I?m just a boy at loss for words. I?m just a boy, at loss for words. Don?t say that we aren?t failing (at loss for words) (x3) Don?t say. Come
anchor's up, your ship has been sailed. Close your eyes to fight the demons deep within your mind. Satisfy your worst intentions. I'm your sacrifice. Dressing yourself up to kill; You do this for
loss lives torn apart as you've hit your mark you'll take your share at anyone's cost Close your eyes to fight the demons deep within your mind satisfy your worst intentions I'm your
