Obelus - Cold Shoulder

Ever since I was a kid
Rockin' hand-me-downs and no stranger to WIC
Always been a little bit
Different than the rest
It's a bitch when they see you as a cliche at best
So I stayed tight-lipped
Isn't like I could get a word in gettin' hit pinned up against a fence
I learned real quick - it's dog eat dog
You either bite or you get fucking bit
I don't take no shit 'less I'm slingin' it back in their face
I don't give a fuck what they say 'cause talk is cheap
So what bills your two cents gonna pay?
You can all get fucked
I'll eat a goddamn bullet 'for I let you get in my way
You get one in on me and that's two for you
That's your neck for an eye and your life for a tooth, bitch
This empty house must be haunted
'Cause I don't see a soul but I can hear them talking
They wanna see me to my grave
I must be a fucking dead man walking
This empty house must be haunted
'Cause I don't see a soul but I can hear them talking
They wanna see me to my grave
I must be a fucking dead man walking
They kept kicking me while I was down
They rubbed my face in the dirt
They made me keep my mouth open
And forced me to eat every bit that I think that I'm worth
By the time I was thirteen
I knew I had already seen too fucking much
There is no way out when every direction is down
And for a decade I've felt like I'm stuck
Too many times I dealt with this shit on my own since no one is there when it matters
Tryna hide all of the hurt
But on the inside for most of my life I've felt beaten and battered
I let the people who hurt me fill the best years of my life with darkness and hate
I never got used to the taste
But it gets easier to swallow with each passing day
This empty house must be haunted
'Cause I don't see a soul but I can hear them talking
They wanna see me to my grave
I must be a fucking dead man walking
This empty house must be haunted
'Cause I don't see a soul but I can hear them talking
They wanna see me to my grave
I must be a fucking dead man walking
I must be a fucking dead man walking
I must be a fucking dead man walking
May as well be
They say bottling your anger isn't healthy, but see
If I'da stood up the way I wanted to those
Pussy motherfuckers my school woulda been another Stoneman Douglas
Even nikolas cruz would say mentioning that shit this soon's a
Klebold move
It's like whenever I'm in the booth
Nothing is off-limits; you never seen a cannon so loose
It's like you gimme ammo while I'm fuckin' aiming at you
Then you put fire to my fuse and fuckin' dare me to shoot
You must wanna die and I got fuckin' nothing to lose
I'll be the final push you need on the edge of the stool
Let 'em hang til their fucking necks break
Let 'em stay til they fucking decay
Gently they sway
I'm a head case
Look what you made
Look what you made

Written by:
Tyler Horton

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