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Since I′ve been straight with my demons I know where to aim when I'm squeezing
It ain′t too late to kill that pain you got inside you been feeling so find a reason
I take my pain and buck it back so you don't know how I'm feeling
Put some words down on these tracks that′s how I deal with the healing
Process of elimination bitch, fucking changed up like a baseball pitch
Now my trigger finger′s got an itch, gotta make him wish he never switched
Been known to snap on you in a second, Ambrxse a force to be reckoned
Wrecked him damn near killed him no question
Bet he learned his lesson
Bet he won't test him now more
I pull out the pistol and blow
Blessed him he dead on the floor
My foot on the gas and I′m gone
Since I've been straight with my demons I know where to aim when I′m squeezing
It ain't too late to kill that pain you got inside you been feeling so find a reason
Since I′ve been straight with my demons I know where to aim when I'm squeezing
It ain't too late to kill that pain you got inside you been feeling so find a reason
I been contemplating but this clock ain′t patient
I ain′t got the time to waste got a date with destiny and she ain't waiting
Over a year sober I wonder how many years were wasted
So I′m concentrating and I know I can't be complacent
But this life can get so frustrating and complicated
I was told I can′t rush greatness
Ain't nothing gonna stop me now because I′m so tenacious
I know my pens sick but I hope this shit's contagious
And you better bow out with grace or I will do you heinous
Since I've been straight with my demons I know where to aim when I′m squeezing
It ain′t too late to kill that pain you got inside you been feeling so find a reason
Since I've been straight with my demons I know where to aim when I′m squeezing
It ain't too late to kill that pain you got inside you been feeling so find a reason
It ain′t too late to kill that pain you got inside you been feeling so find a reason
I take my pain and buck it back so you don't know how I'm feeling
Put some words down on these tracks that′s how I deal with the healing
Process of elimination bitch, fucking changed up like a baseball pitch
Now my trigger finger′s got an itch, gotta make him wish he never switched
Been known to snap on you in a second, Ambrxse a force to be reckoned
Wrecked him damn near killed him no question
Bet he learned his lesson
Bet he won't test him now more
I pull out the pistol and blow
Blessed him he dead on the floor
My foot on the gas and I′m gone
Since I've been straight with my demons I know where to aim when I′m squeezing
It ain't too late to kill that pain you got inside you been feeling so find a reason
Since I′ve been straight with my demons I know where to aim when I'm squeezing
It ain't too late to kill that pain you got inside you been feeling so find a reason
I been contemplating but this clock ain′t patient
I ain′t got the time to waste got a date with destiny and she ain't waiting
Over a year sober I wonder how many years were wasted
So I′m concentrating and I know I can't be complacent
But this life can get so frustrating and complicated
I was told I can′t rush greatness
Ain't nothing gonna stop me now because I′m so tenacious
I know my pens sick but I hope this shit's contagious
And you better bow out with grace or I will do you heinous
Since I've been straight with my demons I know where to aim when I′m squeezing
It ain′t too late to kill that pain you got inside you been feeling so find a reason
Since I've been straight with my demons I know where to aim when I′m squeezing
It ain't too late to kill that pain you got inside you been feeling so find a reason
Writer(s): Dylan Ambrose Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

