Complaining Damn you For wasting everything With every lie A little older Every day A little colder Tell you what You need a shoulder You're hating Complaining Damn you For wasting
cap cover my eyes, stand in one spot I take a nigga dough, send him home, to a shoebox You lost that nigga I put your dollar in the jukebox Hear my favorite
in my favorite records trying to forget how every thread reminds me of the nights I spent with you They play the soundtrack to my falling tears the soundtrack to this wasted
me now I'm making my move come on and love me now --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wash my hands Washed my hands of crimes Pour the water over my skin, my spine Cleanse my soul and ease my
armor with a sword in hand or a kamikaze fighter Don't count on me to storm the barricades and take a stand or hold my ground You never see in the scars
see existence ending! I feel it coming nearer! The fear of Satan's doubting God, see I will never fear ya It took my peers falling like tears to make my
are my favorite mother fucker I told you, didn't I Drama makes the world go around Does anybody got a problem with that (yeah) My business, is my
