You brought me here.
My face in the mud.
You're obvious.
Not my time.

I can't breath with your fingers in my throat.
It's not yours to try stop my breath.
Well I can't win it always seems to my job to fuck it up.
Well I think I'm made for this.
If you raise your voice again you better watch your mouth.

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Tis the Treason pt. 1 song meanings
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