Dead To Me

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This was my first song that was inspired by H.U

You told me I'd be nothing,
You said I'd go running,
You ridiculed me, Lied to me you thought it was funny,
I've tried, I cried and I almost died for my music,
I thought, I learned, I Yearned, I took all of your bruises,
Now I stand up, I see you for what you are,
You're struggling to pay your apartment bill,
While I'm getting paid to strum a guitar,
You was just a high school bully with nothing to show,
Your parents abused you, you couldn't take a joke,
You took your anger out on me, you thought it was hilarious,
Now you're all burnt out yeah little kid you're scarious.
 
Everyone of you fags needs to listen, Understand.
I aint going anywhere I've got my whole life planned,
You'll hear my music, You'll write my name in the sand,
If you dare to hate we'll fuck you up yeah, bleeding through sweat glands,
Soon I'll be you inspiration your command.
 
Look up at me, don't get mad I'm better than you, True?
Like my idol said ''I'm gonna fight, though I might be scared to lose.''
You'll wake up one morning I'll be on the worlds news,
''The rapper that made it'', That's what it will be,
Just understand all you haters that you're Fuckin' Dead To Me!
 
You should just leave this wasted earth, Bitch you can't take this,
I'm gonna' take your little face and break it,
I'm just gonna play hard to get, and go make another smash hit,
Although I hate the fact you breath I give it to you, you got me up of my feet,
I made it this far got my own car while you're riding a back seat,
You're older now I wonder I hear you're some little fuckin' deadbeat,
Homeless now, Man in the street? You used to be so proud with conceit,
You're only good at getting high, The kinetic theory of heat,
You need to listen to my lyrics, Stop sitting there with jerked meat,
Get in the high life stop taking the back streets.
 
You're gonna be worthless, No one cares about a man being unfed,
I took my inspiration from Hollywood Undead,
Thanks to them I'm now followed by a hundred,
I'd like you all to understand no matter how hard life gets, Get outta your bed,
Follow your dream, Ignore what they say ignore what you read,
''Stories aren't told about the ones unseen''.
Remember when you grow up, your haters will be nothing, Die
Let's lineup middle finger to the sky,
Just understand all you haters that you're Fuckin' Dead To Me!

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Sihruss
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