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Bad Mother Nature
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan James Allred
Songwriter
Texty
I'll make you a thief
I'll catch you red-handed
You wish for the good life
Consider it granted
And you take advantage
Of every person you meet
And you call me a poor man
But I call you a thief
And I'll make you a liar
And you'll laugh when I do
You always thought that your words
That came out of your mouth
Were nothing but truths
And people perceive you
Like you're some sort of outsider
And you claim to be honest, yes you do
But I call you a liar
Am I not the power behind your corruption
And I aren't I the secret to all your success
Well you made yourself into a dynasty
But maybe you've forgotten
I still hold the power to lay you to rest
(Instrumental)
And I'll make you famous
All the cameras and lights
The City of Angels
But not a real star in sight
There ain't no reason for people to care
Or know what your name is
You call me unsuccessful
And I call you famous
Am I not the power behind your corruption
And aren't I the secret to all your success
You made yourself into a dynasty
But maybe you've forgotten
I still hold the power to lay you to rest
And I'll make you run
To the edge of this canvas
Where the map starts to tear
It'll leave you empty handed
And you'll spend your whole life
Looking back at me over your shoulder
And you thought I was kidding
But I call you a joker
Am I not the power behind your corruption
And aren't I the secret to all your success
Well you made yourself into a dynasty
But maybe you've forgotten
I still hold the power to lay you to rest
Writer(s): Ryan James Allred
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