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Aram Hakopian
Aram Hakopian
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Where is the loyalty? I see the fake that they're showing me Demons are taking control of me Call me, you never get hold of me Open the hole and I gave to my soul And I told them to come and take over me What is alone? What is the point of going home? What is the point of showing hope? What is the point in all we know? Look at the clicks that are broken Look at the past, it's all over Looking forward and I'm focused Am I really living for this? I really don't hope it All the fucking stress, I need the liquor You show me no respect When I'm with you we're all just little specks In a bigger picture, now I just regret Fucking living, I'm feeling so lost Should I just pass? All of this drama, it's stuck inside my head I can't get the thought of you outside of my bed Cause when I just sit there I think about what-ifs Lie to myself and I think that you're coming I see your shadows and I know that you're running Blame myself for the fact that I thought you was something These words are for loving, it's all about money I can not hide from it I don't know what the fuck's coming Don't know what the fuck's coming Don't know what the fuck's coming Don't know what the fuck's coming I can't find a piece of mind It's like two sides are always fighting I can't find a sense behind the purpose of this fucking life I can't find a piece of mind It's like two sides are always fighting I can't find a sense behind the purpose of this fucking life Look at us! What have we done? What have we come? What is love? What the fuck? Watch my hope, it's done But I never fell Two sides always tryna play Got you, but you forgot If I fall, will you come lift me? If I lie, will you forgive me? If I die, will you come with me? I'm both sides but I still feel empty If you're not about it Don't be talkin' 'bout it I'll be all about it Money, fucking drowning Fucking hardest pounding I can't find a piece of mind It's like two sides are always fighting I can't find a sense behind the purpose of this fucking life I can't find a piece of mind It's like two sides are always fighting I can't find a sense behind the purpose of this fucking life I need you, I need you, I need you I fing you, I fing you, I fing you, I fing you, I fing you I need you I fing you I need you I need you, oh (Oh), oh-oh (Oh-oh) oh-oh
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