Undead Generation - Tampered Rope

Never thought that it would come to this
But did you just bid farewell with an ice cold kiss
To everyone and everything
That you knew throughout your life
Most gut-wrenching painful of all goodbyes
In an abnormal world where normality begins at death
You just hope you don't choke on your last final breath
You can say one last fuck you
To all the people that have tried to
Bring others down in every single way
And they talk shit behind your back
They say that you'll never get better anyway
Fucking lil bitch, say that shit to my face
I'm moving forward, leaving your ass behind
Get lost, gimme my peace of mind
This self love and self care aint no crime
I got no time for your bullshit
I'm looking after mine

I fell into a black hole
And down here, it's peaceful and quiet
You're selling tampered rope
Bullshit's all I hear, I won't fucking buy it
I know your games you play
Bullshit, liar, two-face
I know the things you do
No one is true

Everyone's out to get you, it's true
So the only motherfucker that you can trust is you
Truth hurts and reality burns
So every scar becomes a new lesson learned
And I don't wanna go around repeating myself to these kids
Go get your shit together like I did
Or perhaps go find some sort of purpose in life
You revolve your existence around mine
Now, people will lie, steal, cheat, and betray you
Until nothing is left but that bottle beside you
One day it will be your last sip
You pick the gun up, load one in the clip
Perhaps then in death, you will see
That this world has no fuckin mercy
I guess you knew that already
Your brains painted the walls like mosaics and confetti

I fell into a black hole
And down here, it's peaceful and quiet
You're selling tampered rope
Bullshit's all I hear, I won't fucking buy it
I know your games you play
I'll smash your poker face
I know the things you do
No one is true

Fuck it up

Fake ass
Liar
Fake ass
You lie

I fell into a black hole
And down here, it's peaceful and quiet
You're selling tampered rope
Bullshit's all I hear, I won't fucking buy it
I know your games you play
Bullshit, liar, two-face
I know the things you do
No one is true

Written by:
Roscoe Nefdt

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