I watch you make fools of yourselves
Ending up dead, lost or in cells
You sicken me with your actions
You act like your sanity's gone
What makes you think that you are hot
The jewellery, girls and the lot
Are only temporary things
You stain your soul with all this sin
You make me want to turn my back
On you because you make us slack
You stop us from moving forward
You are not tough, you're a coward
You need to stop, step back and think
Realize your deeds make you stink
On the inside, so clean your soul
Decide which path you're going to go
Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)
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