I`ve been up, I`ve been down Bigger stuff couln`t kick me around So you can drop your illusions and hopes About making me cold
I`ve been low, I`ve been high Tell me, while I was learning to fly Were you feeding your bitch with the gold paid For your friends whom you sold?
Can`t you understand? I watch your bridges burning Snake around my hand just bit again
I`m your smile and I`m your tear I`m your pleasure, I`m your fear When you`re down on the floor I`m your master, I`m your slave I`m the one who you`ve betrayed Nothing is real and it never will be like before I`m your freedom, I`m your drug I`m your shadow in the dark Nowhere to hide or to run anymore I`m your shame and I`m your pride Now I`m leaving you behind Waiting for my pain to knock on your door
You can roll, you can crowl I think Biff`s kind of said it all "You`re getting rid of the deadly desease By cutting it right out" I guess you make your point Selling friends for the shiny coin You can cheat, you can lie - can you die And make your maker proud?
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