DESCRIPTION:
Made by Rambukk.no and Jesus Fucking Christ

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Lyrics

How many times do I have to spill my guts out in rhymes
before I get what I deserve after carrying the weight of the world?
Bad luck, or am I cursed?
(It’s) kinda hard to tell when you’re falling face first
(I’ve) got a sneaking suspicion that the worst is yet to come
Abandon ship! We’re going down!

I guess it’s time; Logan’s here.
I can’t believe it’s been twelve years...
They say that every cloud has a silver lining
Well, behind every single lining there’s a big black cloud

How much? How much? How much?
I wanna buy your fucking children, your wife, your stuff – your fucking Polaroids!

What kind of golden handshake is this?
A friendly nod or a Glasgow kiss?
Get busy living, or get busy dying
Your hands might be clean but they’re covered in piss

Imma gonna kick u in da face.

Money
money
money
money
money
money
money
money
money
money
money
money
money.
We want your money.

Someone must have fed these motherfuckers after midnight, or something
because now they’re fucking everywhere
In our hearts
In our dreams
We get stabbed in the back of a black limousine
While the world’s gone to shit with a malfunctioning spleen
we are strapped to our beds with a dysfunctional dream
Without heart our dreams are just reruns of televised marketing schemes

How much? How much? How much?
I wanna buy your fucking children, your wife, your stuff – your fucking Polaroids!

Imma gonna kick u in da face.

Yeah, you can plan ahead. But what’s the use of trying when life wants you dead?
If I could give what I don’t have, I would. I would.