DESCRIPTION:
Band: CDC
Album: End
Song: Temple

Check. 1 it's done I think I'll lay down for a minute just to sit back up pool of sweat in my bed again, damnit. I wish that I could stop the earths spinning. But something tells me that this all of might just've been the beginning of something. Can't wrap my head around it, but when I think I've found it, yo there it goes again, lost it. Has it run for me or did I toss it? Either way I'm right back on that street corner, hating every suit and tie, that cross my line, motherfucker I'm so sick of swimming through all this bullshit, that I might just load a clip and fucking blip out on the planet.

(chorus) Yo I can't even keep my friends alive, cuz I can't even keep myself alive. 2 choices run or hide. Fake the feelings that lie inside. Fake our loves and kill our minds. Born to die in this piece of trash. Busted down, piece of shit. Holes in the walls that we crawl behind. Holes in the hearts that beat inside. Holes in the dreams that we die to find. Holes in the sun that shines alive. The sleepless nights and lonely beds beneath the blown out streetlights.

Check. 2 is this for you is this for me? See I never really got if I was feeling y'all you feeling me? Nah... Cynical motherfuckers, smiling at your brother, right before your gearing to kill up on each other. And those think tanks turned drink tanks and those dick heads turned fucked dicks till their deathbeds. Fat gets fatter faster than the poor get put to sleep. And all the intellectuals just get born to die dreaming, dead presidents still tearing up their fucking scheming. I'm so pissed I can barely fucking take it. I could never fucking take it, that's the problem I've been facing.

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Guns drawn soldiers wait at the gates of the temple of our minds. I know the end is nigh, but I'll be ridin. Straight to the sun and beyond, yo I'll be dying on no ones time but mine (2x)

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