FunkyMetalMonk - FAR CRY MOURN.

One, Two, Three
Snow time has come
Nose got frozen
My mind got numb
Might as well smoke it
Freezing both my lungs
Shivers take over
Shoulders feeling so heavy
Latino like I'm Danny Trejo
Grippin' a machete
Blood is pouring
And you don't look cool
Fool, Cunt
I don't care what you say I'm numb
Many fights that I had to fight
Yeah I'm never going to trust
Your fucking disguise

Trust no one please (Trust No one)
Don't do nothing to me (Trust No one)

Taking my soul for granted
I don't even want to know
Pushing that to the side
Pushing and pulling slow deep and hard
I'm high on ammo
That I bought off a stranger
Do you know the danger?
Of the real world
I'm sad that spring won't come
To me
To me
I'm sad that spring won't come
I'm sad that spring won't come
To me

Written by:
Enzo Silva

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