You come around and tell me what you think you got time to waste cause I ain’t listening
You come around and took my freedom away you’ve got some balls to think that I care a bit
I was raised in the dark taught how to fight you’re worthless I’ll put you back in your place
It doesn’t matter what you got that I don’t you missing one more point is that I just don’t give a fuck
I was raised In the dark taught how to fight
You can’t win You can’t win
I was raised by the pack of the freaks and the clowns
You can’t get to me You can’t get to me No
You’re scared of me cause I have my own idea back the fuck away and I won’t touch your face
You came to me but you got nothing to say funny how things work when we not playin’
I was raised in the dark thought how to fight you’re worthless I’ll put you back in your place
It doesn’t matter what you got that I don’t you missin’ one last point is that I just don’t give a fuck
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