Choke (feat. Wes Short Fuse) Video (MV)

I haven't seen a day
Where I don't stand on my two feet
I dig another grave
A body buried just so I could eat
You stepped into a place
That you don't know
And keep thinking that it's all wrong
Enticing people that you don't know
There will be a time
Where you won't have your friends with you
There will be a place
Where I'll leave you slumped in your shoes
Whatever time
Whatever time you have you'll waste
Talking that tough shit will get you nowhere
A thousand fists raining on your face
Try as you might
You haven't got the fight
Your clipped goodnight
We can't stand your type
Try as you might
You haven't got the fight
One hit goodnight
We f*cking hate your type
No matter what you do
The time for talk
It ended with you
We know you'll run away
We'll stop you any day
No matter what you do
The time for talk
It ended with you
And you'll run away
I'll stop you any day
You're f*cking weak
Playing hide and seek
Stand up when you speak
Your essence is defeat