Misc Originals – Al Sam - Im Bad (Guitar)

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You died, and now I’m fine

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Not a feeling sad within a mile in sight

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Take my word for it, I stick it to the curb

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And I push it dead to the metal and I swirve

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I’m an asshole, damn fucking right

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I push you to the limit and you cry all night

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Bitch please!        I ain’t polite

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I fuck with the shit you say is bad in spite

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When I cuss and I drink and I smoke

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Take note,       what a shitty thing to toke

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When I criss and I cross and you diss and you mock

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For the flock must be right if they spit on the fucks

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Who dare not be white, you crying for the one yeah

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Who won’t be wife. But she stood there and watched

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As you pushed me and snatched any feeling or sense

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That I might be okay just the way that I am

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Fuck you! I wanna see all the bad!

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I don’t love you just because you made me call you dad

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I’m bad, yet you keep trying to shape

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My heart made of gold like it’s yours to take

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For yours is diamonds, and the truth is sad

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No matter how polished it’s shiny ash

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        Your ass don’t matter

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Anyhow, just like I; should have figured

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That one out, taking out the trash

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Burning all the cash, never said I wanted that

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Eye for an eye, I’m acting in the light

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I’m sure to be blamed for I know what’s right

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Blame and shear pity, to make me know you care

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You may be blind but that don’t mean that

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I’m the problem there

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I am the problem, I chose to dissent

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After I said I loved you and fell in a descent

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Not understanding why the world seemed against me

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When it’s just fighting for itself, think again G

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I got a number things I seen I cannot tell

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Lights flashing green splashing feels into a smell

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And I deny ever partaking

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Cry a river I will canoe to far haven

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My style is a mix of in betweens

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I don’t think I gotta tell you what that’s gotta mean

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Nothings gotta gotta, like plastic in the gutter from the rain

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Make it utter what I imagine is a symphony of pain

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Right now I’m doing what I please

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No one to appease