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28 Days
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A General
Lyricist:James Ashley Dunne, Damian Gardiner, Simon Anthony Hepburn, Jason Clifford Howard, Vinko Jukic
Tonight I saw your true face Vindictive, a language of your reaction And thank you for returning my faith in what I believed in It nearly went in vain while you took aim
So when you wake tomorrow with no one left to crucify You know that you'll still feel afraid The way you woke up this morning today
That's right, I saw your true face Or rather a representative of hatred Don't you fight your own wars? A general saluting yourself yesterday While you think about your prey
So when you wake tomorrow with no one left to crucify You know that you'll still feel afraid The way you woke up this morning today
When you wake tomorrow with no one left to crucify You know that you'll still feel afraid The way you woke up this morning today
I hope for your sake You work out your problem lies within Your tortured mindset you put out So where's your violin?
So where's your violin? So where's your violin? So where's your violin? So where's your violin?
So when you wake tomorrow with no one left to crucify You know that you'll still feel afraid The way you woke up this morning today
When you wake tomorrow with no one left to crucify You know that you'll still feel afraid The way you woke up this morning today
The way you woke up The way you woke up Tunnel vision
The year is two double 0 two, nothing is brand new Kid Jimmy, you know, you hear me spitting lyrics over loops Close friends used to call me sups, mad respect to CI crew Still ripping over PFK, so what you gonna do?
Nothing, puffing out my fucking chest, crims rock the best Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Shout out to mesk for putting run ups to the test Dressed for success but we look like some bums So easy fucking go, not easy fucking come
Tunnel vision won't enhance your view So think it through, do it for your self Everything you read might not be true So think it through, do it for your, for yourself
We rock London, Amsterdam, Carrum Downs and Osaka You don't have to dig my style, so step back, fuck you And you're getting jealous, man, claiming that it's luck You can't handle it
I don't give a shit you can suck my dick Say you can smoke me, you probably could Going down south with your mouth Wrap wrapped around my wood
Say you can smoke me, you probably could Going down south with your mouth wrap Wrap, wrap wrapped around my wood
Tunnel vision won't enhance your view So think it through, do it for your self Everything you read might not be true So think it through, do it for your, for yourself
Whoa, slow down, I got the low down On this bigger than Benhur sound That we just lit, so I hit it with a lip That spits real in harmony with hits
I can't help it when you shit your pants I saw you fucking dance Up and down when the record went number one Fuming 'cause they're paying for my skills
While were having fun, now you're sober Not drunk from thinking it's over Time to face the facts whack It's only just begun
London, Amsterdam, Carrum Downs and Osaka You don't have to dig it, fuck you, fuck you
Tunnel vision won't enhance your view So think it through, do it for your self Everything you read might not be true So think it through, do it for your, for yourself
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