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I'm a burden to myself, elected by the default
Too much pressure and constant expectations of achievement.
And I've got a guilty conscience

With nothing left to loose and nothing left to prove
Cause I am a shell displaying all my fault and inhibitions
It's a feeling I can't shake off help me with those inner demons
A voluntary restraint my expressions, I digress
It's a point of no return where I was left to confess

There is no hope in ends before we started
There is no hope in ends before we started
There is no hope in ends before we started
There is no hope in end before it starts.
Oh
This is the time to start and kill your disbelief
We are the founders of the streets that we unleash
We take what's ours today and then we come like theives
You're left for dead
But there's no time for you to greive
Oh
You got to fight the cells
We gotta take control
We've got to fit in our failure
We gotta take control

Now is the time, together in crime
Look to the lights
And be fallin from the heights
And you beg for my pity
We return to the city

Divided we stand, united we fall
Go to the ocean
We follow in the motion
We fight for the fittest, the bitches, the sickest

There is no hope in ends before we started
There is no hope in ends before we started
There is no hope in ends before we started
There is no hope in end before it starts.
Oh
This is the time to start and kill your disbelief
We are the founders of the streets that we unleash
We take what's ours today and then we come like theives
You're left for dead, but there's no time for you to greive
Oh, oh

I dont know where to hide
We've lost our sense of vision
I try to shut my eyes
I'm on a fucking mission
A start at home aside
You make the first insision
Cause you've already died
Depend on your religion

We find our strength in numbers
We fight back
We find our strength in numbers
We attack
We find our strength in numbers
We fight back
Where is your God, there is no saviour

Oh
This is the time to start and kill your disbelief
We are the founders of the streets that we unleash
We take what's ours today
And then we come like theives
You're left for dead
But there's no time for you to greive
There is no time for you to greive
No fucking time for you to greive
There is no time for you to greive
There is no time
There is no time

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