A (first) Tribute to MTL.
"(...)Die, by my handi creep across the land
killing first born man(...)"
"I won't go away, right here i'll stay
Stand silent in flames, stand tall 'till it fades
Shoot me again i ain't dead yet!
All the shots i take
I spit back at you
All the shit you fake
comes back to haunt you
(...)
I'll stand on my own, with a bullet in my back!
I'm stranded and sold, witj a bullet in my back!
I bite my tongue
Trying not to shoot back
No compromise
My heart won't pump the other way(...)"
"(...) Am I who i think i am?
I look out my window and see it's gone wrong
my court is in session and now i slam my gavel down
I'm judge and I'm jury and I'm executioner too!
(...)
I drink from the cup of denial
I'm judging the world from my throne."





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