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Throw Hands
02:09
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Sky came falling and the panic's setting in
Heart racing with anxiety, don't know where you are
Outnumbered in a fight you know you can't win
Hopeless to run now you won't get far
Start swinging limbs as the fists rain down
Shocked by the smell of your own blood
Keep your feet beneath you and try not to go down
Or stand as long as you can
We all have that friend whose mouth writes cheques
That you know their stupid ass can't cash
"Was it something I said?", we're both as good as dead
Surviving this I'll never listen to you again
Get robbed at my job of my time and will to live
Punched the clock now a punch in the jaw
The last thing I want or need is this
Or stitches and to walk with a limp
This is not the games we play or the films we've seen
It hurts and hits hard and it'll leave a scar
A trip to the ER follows everywhere we've been
I'd laugh if it didn't hurt to laugh too hard
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Straight Razor
02:20
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I can’t believe, none of it hits, I'm not reaping the benefits
Don’t my past hold any weight, don’t you know who I am
For years I’ve toiled, rewards and spoils should be mine to take
If anyone can get the benefit of the doubt, just have faith that I can
I was sure I had a few good years to coast on my good name
Calling my shot and deciding what was and was decidedly not
Not having to tap a shoulder to get someone listening
A what have you done for me lately world asking what have you got
Guess I’m just cursed to care, about what is or isn’t fair
Especially when it concerns me and my stupid friends
In the end are there casualties between here and there
Do I have to step on some heads to get ahead
Having set my sights low, now I’ve got nothing to show
All I could accomplish was from running in a different race
Of all I could present, hardly anyone could give a shit
I’ve cashed in all the favours I could call in we’re in a different place
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Life’s as tough as the day is long, woke up today something was wrong
I could barely stand or understand how we live so numb with a want so strong
It was a bad night, almost ended in a fist fight
But I like this place and want to continue being able to show my face
It was a sad sight, I was in a bad way, I should’ve just stayed in that day
Closest thing to a supper, cigarettes and uppers there’s no warmth in this winter
Beginning tomorrow or in the new year, I’ll learn a new language, maybe a new skill
Articulating our lonely fates, to a scene we may secretly hate and trying not to get killed
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PigRat Hong Kong
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