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Jackson Hugh Stafford
Jackson Hugh Stafford
Songwriter

Lyrics

Repeating days
My minds a fucking constant haze
I wish that I could tell ya
but I'm just as lost up in this maze
Inside my brain
Confused of when and where i'm gonna be
Seems i'm in control
When its the devil punching my timesheet
Oh Lordy
Why cant you just see
You've shot our fucking mother dead
Its her anxiety
Yet you still don't give a fuck
Coz your high on these
Itty bitty cut pills that fucking
Numb you deep
I made you bleed ,
Thought that it was good in me
But shit
Turns out that nothings really good
Its just all violent fists
Where rage won't quit
Still I kept on serving hits
N serving this
Message that would 'make you flip'
It did
Not in the way I intended
Thought that maybe you might change,
N you'd be better off different
Thought that maybe you might turn, if I just taught you a lesson
Fact your still alive and breathing in this world is a blessing
So
Fuck
Anyone who tells you that you need to change
Fuck
All the people telling you to live their way
Know
Opinions up and down they always chop and change
You can ball like mike
The world can be your shooting range
Fuck
Anyone who tells you that you need to stay
Fuck
All the people tryna make a choice for me
So
I wrote this song in hope that imma split the seas
With a bunch of mini mes who fuckin hate society
Uh
We fuckin hate society
Shit
We fuckin hate society
Its all a game
His eyes were crying tears of pain
Laid awake at night thinking
Would he ever fucking change
Or stay the same
N face the grips of the curse
All he wanted was to stop
But hes making it worse
All he wanted was the top
Now he's stuck in reverse
Now he goes to sleep and questions
What its all really worth
Coz he doesn't really know
If there's a sun in the sky
And he doesn't wanna speak
Because his tongues in a tie
All these answers in our face
But no ones wondering why
Coz they're stuck up in the loop
N keep believing the lies
All these people play the game
And still go on with their lives
Well, they just wanna see you falling
Just fall into my rhymes n say
Fuck
Anyone who tells you that you need to change
Fuck
All the people telling you to live their way
Know
Opinions up and down they always chop and change
You can ball like mike
The world can be your shooting range
Fuck
Anyone who tells you that you need to stay
Fuck
All the people tryna make a choice for me
So
I wrote this song in hope that imma split the seas
With a bunch of mini mes who fuckin hate society
Uh
We fuckin hate society
Shit
We fuckin hate society
Written by: Jackson Hugh Stafford
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