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Drunk Talk
Drunk Talk They wanna break up his principles He left home and he left everybody miserable Gave it up Everyone said he was a shit in school Found his drawing Of him cutting up the principal In 03 he moved from 8th Ave to first street And That′s the first time he rolled sixes at dice meet Swansea took em around em showed em Runnymede If he could go back he'd roll in all of The shit he′d seen A typical He went to ween It off In Mexico And gravitated to A full stay away from home And didn't wanna talk or see someone that he know Had to quit it and jump up out of the fishbowl What's worse In this world Being Lied to Or disbelief I hate you And you hate me Best of all Letras de cancionesIt gets worse Living everyday I′m at the register Trying to make change Pocket full of coins In a world full of pain Everything indifferent nobody gonna like a Change So what′s worse? In this world being lied to or disbelief I hate you and you hate me Bob ya head Bob ya head carrot on a string is hung by a thread If you really care you'll spend your last dollar You can show out but you not the shot caller Bob ya head Bob ya head carrot on a string is hung by a thread If you really care you′ll spend your last dollar You can show out but you not the shot caller What's worse In this world Being Lied to Or disbelief I hate you And you hate me Best of all It gets worse Living everyday I′m at the register Trying to make change Pocket full of coins In a world full of pain Everything indifferent nobody gonna like a Change What's worse in this world? What′s worse What's worse in this world? Tell me what's worse When you can′t go home Or them telling you it′s time to move on What's worse It used to feel insignificant But moving forward can′t let go of all the things I'll miss What′s worse in this world What's worse What′s worse in this world Tell me what's worse? From Letras Mania