Letras
Times got rough
The choice was made
To sell us short
For your future gain
All that we've seen
In a scene that didn't exist—
The sacrifice we endured
We stood in our clique
Hardcore is the outlet in my life
And in one short second
It's all gone
Reevaluate what you've chose
Because what we've always fought against
You've just become
It spreads like a disease
And it's taken over the scene
I won't stand behind poetry
I'm fucking straight up
With all of you
You'll never know
All my heartache
All that we've been through
To always be sold out
You'll never know
You'll never know
You'll never know
When all you had
Was many vanishing
Right in front of you
Your indulgence
Will haunt you to the very end
Your self-righteous nature
Makes your appearance seem more ugly
Never put too much trust in
Something you believe in too much
Because even the wisest minds
Are mindless
Those who play the craft
Can be deceived
Because even the wisest minds
Are mindless
Those who play the craft
Can be deceived
Your selfish acts of affection
Are all too easily replaced
With thoughts ripping
Through all that you are
I have faith in me
And my thoughts will not be shallow
You stole it from me
But I don't want it anymore
And you, you won't drag me in
How many times
Can you sell me short?
How many times
Can you speak negative words?
How many times
Can you blame everyone but yourself?
Well you, you won't drag me in