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attila - deuce-deuce lyrics

every day we are force fed with compiling stress
but not a single worry will ever cross me
choices mean vices we all have our thing
the party’s in session so crown me the king
do you like to lose control?
s-x, drugs, and death metal
fill out the form and sign below
what the f-ck is up?
when everybody f-cking talks sh-t
everybody f-cking talks sh-t
yeah were gonna break it down like n-body ever has before
cuz were young and f-cked up, poppin da blunts up, high in the dirty south
until the breath is taken from my lungs
i’ll be spittin a fat-track attack like a rapper on crack
lies gargle through my veins
minds start to go insane
where do we put the blame?
emotion is just a f-cking game
pieces are shattered
none of this mattered
disregard the fine print
oh its apparent, haven’t you figured us out by now?
where my b-tches? haven’t you figured us out by now?

- attila lyrics

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