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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Frangione
Anthony Frangione
Songwriter
Jacob Frangione
Jacob Frangione
Songwriter
Zach Schupp
Zach Schupp
Songwriter
Dylan Ferrara
Dylan Ferrara
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anthony Frangione
Anthony Frangione
Engineer

Letra

Run it
Up
We've come to fuck this shit up
I ain't getting stuck
And I'll tell you
What
You ain't never met the freaks you see
And y'all can't compete
I don't give a
Fuck
You had your shot
Guess it's bad luck
What's it like to shoot but to never
Pop
Deflated like your ego
But you'll never catch me tho
I could do
What you could never do
And now you'll pay your dues
You know your time is through
I saw through
All of the lies you spewed
And all the highs you choose
And now you're out of view
Listen
Up
We're pushing past this dry run
We're just having fun
So pack it
Up
Say goodbye to the freaks
And the people you'll never meet
Still don't give a
Fuck
Now I'm taking my shot
Guess we'll see who drops and flops
And who's really
Tough
Better come to us correct
Cuz we're coming for your neck
(Cuz we're coming for your neck)
I could do
What you could never do
And now you'll pay your dues
You know your time is through
I saw through
All of the lies you spewed
And all the highs you choose
And now you're out of view
Just give up
You're stuck
I'm just up
Just bad luck
You suck
(Get fucked)
Just give up
You're stuck
I'm just up
Just bad luck
You suck
So just get
(Fucked)
Just give up
You're stuck
I'm just up
Just bad luck
You suck
So just get
Fucked
You suck
Written by: Anthony Frangione, Dylan Ferrara, Jacob Frangione, Zach Schupp

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