Change yours.
Change yours.
Change your f*cking life.
Range of motion will determine the scope.
Past devotion will determine your hope.
Your solution at the end of a rope.
Face extraction.
Fake life.
You fake your f*cking life.
Change yours.
Change yours.
Change your f*cking life.
The anchor on your outlook has held back who you are.
The razor next to your neck has closed your mouth for good.
The anchor on your outlook has held back who you are.
The razor next to your neck has closed your mouth for f*cking good.
You passed the point in life when your friends are f*cking dead.
Now all that's left; f*ck your honor.
The anchor on your outlook has held back who you are.
The razor next to your neck has closed your mouth for good.