I see you had your mind all made up you group of
Pitiful liars. Before I woke to face the day, your master
Plan transpired. -Something told me-
This job had more to
Meet the eye.
My song is not believed?
My words some-
What deceiving? Now Im' unwhole.
You've waged a war of nerves
But you can't crush the kingdom
Can't be what your idols are.
Can't leave the scar.
You cry for compensation.
I ask you please just give us...
5 minutes alone
I read your eyes, your mind was made up.
You took me for
A fool.
You used complexion of my skin for a counter
Rascist tool. -You can't burn me-
I've spilled my guts out
In the past.
Taken advantage of because you know where
I've come [from]. My past
You've waged a war of nerves
But you can't crush the kingdom
Can't be what your idols are.
Can't leave the scar.
You cry for compensation.
I ask you please just give us...
5 minutes alone
Writer(s): Rex Brown, Philip Anselmo, Darrell Lance Abbott, Vincent Paul Abbott
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