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Produced by anemic SONG LINK:   / thousandyardstare   FOLLOW 8CORPSES ON SOCIAL MEDIA TO STAY CONNECTED:   / 8corpses     / 8corpses     / 8corpses   https://open.spotify.com/artist/3WwTG...   / 8corpses   Lyrics: Anyway Me myself and I go way back Tryna find my way Like the waze app I lost my way No mames guey So many ways I could change But I’m not changing back Back to my ways When I put myself in the back Now there’s no way That I’ll be turning back With all the trauma I gone through It’s hard to relax Hard to rest Looking In the mirror Like a thousand yard starring contest Tired of these comparison Olympics It’s not a contest Your pain isn’t any less real Just cause some other person saw a little more neglect I’m Venting in this music for me it’s so cathartic I’m Mopping the floor with the underground with each lyric Used to be incessantly nefarious On my sock puppet Not tryna be manipulated like a sock puppet Was hopscotching between The malt liquor and scotch Hada turn down the festivities a notch Liquor made me twisted like some licorice Crazy how liquor is Crazy how that is Lucky if we see mañana Be happy you made it this far Like a zealot saying hosanna This music ain’t a act no Hanna Montana Airing out these lyrics like the little friend of Tony montana Feel like season four Ruth Langmore These lyrics are not labor From troubled beginnings Kim wexler Got a code Like I’m Dexter Immense Vocabulary Blacklist James Spader My fathers words stick with me Like Mr. Robot Christian Slater deserving of a clean slate one way or a another People turn on you Iike what you see in the wire In my whip blasting South of Heaven by Slayer Keep that circle small So you dont dread the people on your roster I’m twisted in the head like a dread On the head of a Rasta Unique style Like I’m Zeb Powell out my dental Leavin more than a dent It’s torrential Making moves like a pterodactyl Even when I’m down I’m winning still Never give up like The values my grandpa instilled Death is inevitable Soon we’ll be worm food Pushed away with a shovel Totally forgotten As the past turns to rubble Timeless with my words Thier a time capsule Yeah I Went from down to party To feeling Blasé My music an Exposé They cannot hold a candle to me Used to yearn for peace like Ralphie wanting that BB gun in a Christmas story Some people on 9/11 survived an elevator free fall 80 stories Just for the building to eventually collapse on them entirely Morale of the story When it’s your time to go it’s your time homie We live in chaos And nothings set in stone So make sure you make this life your own