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Rise Against Sometimes Selling Out Is Giving Up

trying to make a difference but where the fuck did you go wrong? lying to all the names and faces that have been there all along how can you ask me to

trying to make a difference but where the fuck did you go wrong? lying to all the names and faces that have been there all along how can you ask me to

trying to make a difference but where the fuck did you go wrong? lying to all the names and faces that have been there all along how can you ask me to

Trying to make a difference But where the fuck did you go wrong? Lying to all the names and faces That has been there all along How can you ask me to

the air and everything, you know? And this right here is the composition I was speaking of and uh, this is the guitar part, this is the vocal, this is

and drop, and a Range Rover SPOT I mean SPORT, sometimes I lose my train of thought But I'm back again and promise that every track is hot We gon' hit

a place on the edge of town Selling everything for less But sometimes in my dreams I see the waters rise When the river jumps its banks This town is purified Everything is

here is the composition I was speaking of and uh, this is the guitar part, this is the vocal, this is the bass part, and this little section over here

in the projects A prosperous drug block is subject to conquest Where I'm from A fiend is selling heated for five jungs (?) Dealers scatter when D's or Y come R.I.P. is