Bill Graziano
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Life and it's monsterous hunger
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we try 2 keep our headz on tight
in a world of greed we fight
for all we have and that aint much
we work real hard we break our necks
for a pay check that won't pay the rent
bills are due I guess
we look at our kids and think whats next
this worlds got an awfill play list
and its filled with sad sad songs
sweet blood and tears roll down my chest
with a acking heart I must confess
I'm wearing out quite quick
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troubled we're indistress
troubled they got the best
troubled when will this end
I'm troubled with no time 2 rest
I got sort it out get in my grip
I know I'd slip if wern't 4 my kidz
a care in this world ain't giving shit
we're on our own so just clear a path
I coming through full tank of gas
and I'm no gonna stop untill I'm through
I'm Troubled
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