SCARFACE
I left the house With a mask in my pocket and I'm gonna put it on, Scars on my face I'm gonna roll the neck of the one who made my face the way it is now, I'm sleepy 'cause I had nightmares tonight but I don't give a fuck, Plenty of motivation, it's enough, I've been sitting alone for months, Strange, I stopped coughing up blood, I used to feel like I was coughing up my organs, Then my mind was in a fog and it made me laugh, uh There have been periods of darkness in my life, I was nowhere or more precisely in the void, I had no goal with which to fight, My usual combat tactic was to use malice, I spent this night awake, I'm productive at work and don't need a smoke break, I wanted to drink Blackjack and did it, It worked like coffee, Keep telling me death is coming, But you didn’t consider the fact that I signed a contract with it, did you know that? I am not so easy to kill I'm a toughie, The mask on my face is my cover
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