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Letras:Champion. Time Slips Away. Assume The Worse.


Again you're pointing fingers, branding me beore ever giving me a chance. Stand on your soapbox and preach your word. You never let me speak on my behalf, now everything I do is put to the test, when you have no reason to second guess.

Something I did, it must have hurt, 'cause now you drag my name through the dirt. I came in wih best intentions, my intentions never understood.

You made your decision without giving me a try. Again you're pointing your finger, spread the gossip and never ask me why. Take my intentions, twist them to conform to your lies.

The rumors are now gaining weight. When you nor anyone else has facts, when it's all said and done, my voice will be heard. And at that time you'll eat your words. You made your decision without giving me a try.

So take your shots because now it's evident to me that you don't even know what I'm about. Believe everything you've heard, because there's no reason to doubt it. Don't look for the truth just write me off and assume the worst