Up to your standarts

Amon Din

Hate it, forgive me... Keep on repeating, Same aim hitting. Missing the fact that I'm missing. Reading dark pages not seeing. Keep running from prison. What am I missing? Why didn't I listen, You say not what I'm hearing. Snearing back, d'you think I forgot All the times you've been pushing me over the top To the future I wanted not. But I still love, And I let judge, I question my guts, I'm tryna tear off masks. Start to bleed too fast, Hate closing in, Is that how you wanted me? Forget my egoistic passions, Forget how to write songs, Make good use of my time. Well, damn it, I tried Till with blood I cried Till my eyes half-blind. D'you still think you were right? You still think I had lied? What do I have to do now? Fight myself till I die?! Tried that too - nothing happened. Try to imagine What's it like to live lifeless, To live prideless Up to your standarts. 1.08.2020 For the beat: Free_NF_Eminem_Type_Beat "Loyalty"

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