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Sleepwalker
02:06
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I feel you standing
in the doorway
your figure waits for me
creeping into my dreams
in the dead of night
abusive power
everlooming
a cry for help
a struggle so fierce
its tooth and nail
i cannot believe this
i cant believe i was ever so fucking weak
but now i'm older
and i should grow up
bury it six feet deep
but it ain't over now
the imprint of your violence
is buried in me
but now i'm older
i know right from wrong
and i should leave it all be
but i don't think that you truly understand the damage
you were doing to me
so grow the fuck up kid
he ain't your problem no more
even though
every time you fucking dream at night
you can see him
standing at your fucking door
sleepwalker
dreamstalker
your malice waits for me
intoxicated beyond belief
you beat me to my knees
sleepwalker
dreamstalker
you taught me how to behave
i know your anger
i know your weakness
these stones you cast will mark your fucking grave.
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2. |
Elite
02:11
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I've had enough of the prodigy scene
and all the rejects who cannot see me
i think its time that we try and realize
that all these fucking chumps are contributing nothing
so you want my respect?
well you can see it
in my face
how about you fuck off with all that bullshit
that you're trying to feed me.
i'm not playing
your fucking game
(we aren't playing)
(your fucking game)
if your trying to step to me
you can say that shit to my fucking face
we all know you walk the path of a coward
closed doors and a silent stare
so keep talking all that shit
you're gonna find a reason
to be scared
these hollow words
will mark your grave
(will mark your grave)
and one day your image in the scene
will fucking fade
I've had enough of your holier than thou shit
you'd be a lot
better off
without it
i think its time that you try and realize
you are nothing
and you're going nowhere
your toxic tongue
is your worst mistake
you're gonna get whats coming to you at the end of the day
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3. |
K.C.A.B
02:22
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I couldn't see my own desolation
coming towards this bitter end
My heart and soul
empty and weak
just look at me
And i realize
i did this to myself
but i'm so ashamed of asking for help
is this reality
or is the actuality
of how surreal this feels
killing me
cause i'm choking on borrowed breathes
hardly able to catch myself
let alone anyone else
i'm all alone
and i know why life's so fucked for me
a dense skull to keep out reality
a dense personality
i'm impossible to break through
so here i am feeling chewed up and spit out
King crash and burns gotta figure it out
cause i've been spending too much time on that internet clout shit and acting as if i know nothing about this
I've done this too many time
breaking down and writing these rhymes
and if i drop another rhyme ill be losing my mind
i'm fucking sick of this
i'm gonna blow it
i don't know what to do anymore
i cant pick myself up off the fucking floor
i'm sick of knocking on society's door
i'm fucking burning
this is a broken plea
to what is killing me
as far as i can see
i'm fucking burning
and i don't know what to do anymore
i'm sick of knocking at society's door
and i'm getting sick of talking to the fools in the choir
i'm the king of crash and burn
and i still have so much fire
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The still air on an Oregon night
a clenched fist that will help you sleep tight
a broken motherfucker with nothing to lose
that's the sad fucking truth about the paths you choose
wish i could get it through your fucking head
if you keep rolling like this
then you're better off dead
how many times am i going to tell you
you're worth more than john doe in a crime scene hotel room
breaking out the bad habits like fat stacks
and killing all your brain cells gonna wind up in a trash bag
toting fat sacks and black macs in your ass crack
how about you quit acting like there's nothing to lose
the broken air on an Oregon night
another drunken haze
another fist fight
another staple or a stitch in your head
another one of these you're gonna wind up dead
so what then, everyone is at peace
how bout the concept of your broken family
how about adjusting to some new priorities
and saving yourself another failure to tell
wish i could get it through your fucking head
if you keep rolling like this then you're better off dead
how many times am i going to tell you
that you're worth more than a john doe in a crime scene hotel room.
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5. |
End Game
02:54
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I feel this power
deep in my veins
a motherfuckers working so hard
tryn'na maintain
you know
its hard to hustle with a heart like this
but i get
you fuckin' cowards in the end game
you think you know my life
well i got news for you
i plan on taking this shit
to levels\you could never fucking step to
from the back of my mind
to the tip of my tongue
when the fear sets in don't wake me up
because there's a bullet on my path to freedom
i could never fucking fit in anyways
two steps off the real path everyday
i just want to find my fucking purpose
you pressure me till i break
how could you
i'm building under the stress
you put me through
i don't need your shitty ideas
i never asked for your input on the way that i feel
you think you're so fucking cool\you are the grime on my boots
i hope you're ready to lose
i feel this rising up inside me
i will trample everything and nothing will fucking stop me
the fear of failing is a cowards bit
and im'ma tell you motherfuckers
im'ma break that shit real quick
so step back and take a look at your life
to realize that you can do it
as long as you try
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6. |
Slippin' "Ft. my sanity"
00:27
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CROOKED Portland, Oregon
This Portland, Oregon based Hardcore band brings back an old school feel while keeping the modern atmosphere present. Formed
in 2018 Crooked has quickly made an impression on the west coast.
Lineup:
Kodie - Vocals
Shane - Bass
David - Guitar
Robert - Guitar
Tyler - Drums
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