Clawing at the walls you'll never make a dent
Lost in the fog of your ignorance
No one to blame but yourself
Every time you run your fucking mouth
Its common sense you lack
In time you'll come crawling back
You've shown your true colors
You think I forgot everything
Your word holds no fucking weight
Now that you've been exposed
No need to try to redeem yourself
The lies that you spew have finally caught up to you
You stand for nothing, your word holds no weight
Dish out empty promises you know that you can't make
Hold your fucking tongue, you cant play me for a fool
When the price of your actions is long overdue
You've shown your true colors
You think I forgot
Who you really are
So quick to point the blame
Product of your mistakes
Try to run from the past and the reaper will seal your fucking fate
Look what you've done you've sealed your fucking fate
Good times to be alive when there’s so fucking much great music around.
Golden Age we are in now the digital sample rates has improved greatly and over taken anything analog 44.1 ever made.
Clarity nowadays has opened the stereo field significantly just crisp cleanly placed instrument chords and drum kits are now the standard.
Fucking Beautiful times to be alive. ♥️🤙🏻
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