Lyrics:
Land of anger
I didn't ask to be born
Sadness, sorrow
Everything so alone
Laboratory sickness
Infects humanity
No hope for cure
Die by technology
BORN TO DIE, BORN TO DROWN
BORN TO DIE, BORN TO DROWN
HAND IN HAND INTO EXTINCTION
THE GROUND BENEATH US IS SOAKED IN BLOOD
WALK WITH ME THROUGH
the things that I do it ain’t right
But I know that I need you by my side
Yess I need you by my side
I was born to be loved
But it's hard for me to love
I just
To Linkin Park and Pat the Bunny
Korn and Eminem
cnd 50 Cent and Violent Femmes
The Beatles, Daniel Johnston,
Cold War Kids, Sublime, and Zeppelin
Jimi
said "Today's a good day to die."
But he never really was a big fan of their work
So he starts up the walk by kicking sand in the dirt
A friend
Here I am, oh my time's rolling slowly by
Twenty-one years old
Waiting on my turn to die every minute Lord
Every minute seems like five
And if it
put us in a hole every other night
Police the biggest yea we kno we pray
Aye
Why you think it's so many high speeds
We not tryna die by the police
They
the game ain't the same
You might die young
By barely using your brain
Domesticated niggas
Only know one job
They listen to 50 Cent
And think they know how
Didn't wanna enter alone
But one foot through the door and I'm home
I'm not gonna atone
for my sins 'til tomorrow, hello
Goodbye
Covered in pink
[Chorus: Olivia - repeat 2X]
Boy if you want me, then you can have me
I want you to want me and love me unconditionally
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
You
everybody, born alone and die alone
I got a cougar bitch and we get along
'Cause my cougar bitch look like Nia Long
You can tell I'm gettin' money by what I
Can find each other in the crowded streets
And the guarded parks
By the rusty fountains and the dusty trees
With the battered barks
And they walk
was there when I took the money by the two fifty two and turned out my cousin
Said there he was there he knew that
Said there he was there
Said it was
the justice you love went up in flames
Talking bout the system set up by the republicans
Countless murders, they still get out on bail
Where’s the justice in
hair
I'll take fifty cents for a shampoo
I still don't want to look back
At the age of 15, I took 200 yuan and went to Nanjing
No education, no ability,
The paper gon' come, if not Ima go get it
I gotta die with money, I wasn't born with it
I met this pretty chick, I swear that she's an alien
Shit be
to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill,
to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill,
protection
It's fifty cent all your fucking life learn a lesson
I'm small but deadly, break a nigga down
I know you heard my name cause nigga I get around
And choose the dark route
Nightmares gotta be loved by some
And I'm the one
Ya want to come, bring your shotgun
You ever see your partner die?
No? Well I have!
Y'all just acting sus now
They just hypnotized about the BS
Keep the energy away or else I crack you like Nate Diez
I'm born alone, I'll die alone
Just
keep climbing these stairs i chose
An I ain't even have fifty cents in my pockets back
Then so I gotta get rich or die trying
Got so many dead like you
a huge disgrace
Sometimes I sit and really ask myself, was I born by mistake?
Like, damn
Or maybe I'm just trippin'
Drown my feelings in a deuce, but I
next time
That I die in my motherfucking sleep
I'm coming home, God
Forgive me
Forgive my enemies
For they know not what I'll do
I'm all alone, God
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