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My Version of Hell

I stumble then I fall
drowning in the nostalgia  
another victim of the times  
getting sick of what’s crunked
everything has become so blah  
where is Freddie’s passion?
where is Perry’s heart?  
I want to hear a voice  
that makes my emotions bleed
 
the airways justifie my means  
shifted to a cold bitter blow
pushing the old off the edge  
with such watered-down content  
overcrowded with cocky pricks
representing my version of hell
wish to go back to the ways
the ways of the rocky road  
working hard for what we got
 
take it all the fuck away  
drown it in the mud
everything’s a fucking script
telling you where and when to stand  
how you should emot properly
a time I thought I’d never see
if I could re-live the past
yeah, I would do it differently  
this time I’d sing those songs  
a little bit louder
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