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Letras:The Scarred. At Half Mast. Vice.


Everybody wants a piece of me
tell me what the hell you think you see
Cuz you're somebody's fool if you think I'm "cool"
and if you think you can rely on me

Cuz I'm a lazy worthless piece of trash
always the itch that you cant scratch
well nothing is fair, and I'll never care
I'll never be your friend Ill be your rash

Cuz I've got no good side
and I've got no bad side
I'm snotty and snide
and I'll be your landslide

Everybody wants me to play nice but
Don't you know I am the king of vice?
"No future for me," cuz I'm too damn crazy
I lost my head and my heart is made of ice

I drink too much and I'm so full of hate
How did I end up as the Rattlesnake?
When nothing is fair, and I never cared
I thought I was too young to be too late