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Suckceed

 

Suckceed

(álbum: Wild One - 2009)


(Why should I try when it's all a lie?
Everyone's got an alibi
What do you want?
What do you need?
Everyone's trying to suck...ceed)

You come around, come around sometimes
You don't say it, but something's on your mind
It's an ugly, disgusting business
Working hard, paying for your mistress
Look at you, looking like a big shot
Buying time is all you ever got

Who do you, tell me who do you think I am?
Tell me now, tell me it's over
Who do you, tell me who do you think you are?
You're talking like you're my father

[Chorus]
Why should I try when it's all a lie?
Everyone's got an alibi
What do you want?
What do you need?

Everyone's trying to suckceed
What happened to the promises you made?
You didn't keep 'em you're a jack of all trades
You're spread thin and someone's got to suffer
Well, I can take it I've been getting tougher
You want to be, you want to be my best friend
Well, it depends on what you make and what you spend

You can't change me, can't tell me what I am
You're not a pimp, and I'm not your little man
Send me off I'd rather you send me away
I don't know you 'cause you don't hear a word I say

[Chorus]

You come around here, tell me it's the end
I thought we were brothers, thought you were my friend
You're just like the others, fickle and fake
If you bring enough for them, you can have your cake

hecho

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