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tablefourteen – dead soul lyrics

[hook]
i’m a dead soul
count my days slow, on your payroll
dead soul
got my wraith cloaked, in your face ho
dead soul
count my days slow, on your payroll
dead soul
got my wraith cloaked, in your face ho

[verse 1]
im a force, you dont f+ck with tablefourteen
back into it i can tell youre f+ckin salty
no remorse, catch four bodies that’s a quad feed
smoke a blunt and at the same time make a corpse bleed

[bridge]
you can keep your little secrets you can tell your pretty lies
you can scribble out the truth and you can tell your little spies
you can hold a little grudge or we can get on with our lives
you can use a little sense and realise we’ll all f+ckin’ die

[verse 2]
whats the point?
all we do is f+cking indirect and argue
you dont like the thought of making peace or even try to
know you got a feeling of regret about your life dude
you should make your choice about our beef and thats what i’ll do
i’d advise you, even try to
make up your amends to me cos youre about to die soon
yeah i know your address gotta catch my f+ckin flight soon
early in the morning be prepared to fight at high noon

- tablefourteen lyrics

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