Underground_Network
May 5th, 2010, 07:36 PM
You were hungry for the money
I was running from the cunning,
Don't got anything to show for
This time out with my close friend
Who took a turn for the worse
When I didn't look out for myself
I was sent straight to hell,
I don't blame you, but I don't have it in me
To blame myself.
And it's just as well
Because it seems this shell
Of my former self
Has shed and bells
Are ringing out
I hear my name,
Am I still myself?
And they say it's guilt by association
But at this point I can't even remember your name
And it's not like I had the gun,
It's not like I said "give me the money,"
It was all you, on your own,
But we both get owned
'Cos you fucked up,
What have you got to show for it?
And it's just as well
Because it seems this shell
Of my former self
Has shed and bells
Are ringing out
I hear my name,
Am I still myself?
Because guilt by association,
Didn't think I'd get this deprecated,
But I might as well be defecated on,
I don't why I'm so persuaded toward
A better time that I've been thinking of,
But maybe it's because I wasn't the
One who blew it 'cos greed was looming...
And it's just as well
Because it seems this shell
Of my former self
Has shed and bells
Are ringing out
I hear my name,
Am I still myself?
It's guilt by association
No more lies can kill my impatience,
The sentence is out it's twenty-five to life,
Think I saw this coming,
But you had the knife,
You had the gun,
You had the weapons,
You had it all
But you blew it because
The silent alarm
Went off unheard,
How could you do me in?
You gave me your word.
And it's just as well
Because it seems this shell
Of my former self
Has shed and bells
Are ringing out
I hear my name,
Am I still myself?
I can't tell (can't tell)
Maybe it's just as well,
Am I still myself?
Am I still myself?
I was running from the cunning,
Don't got anything to show for
This time out with my close friend
Who took a turn for the worse
When I didn't look out for myself
I was sent straight to hell,
I don't blame you, but I don't have it in me
To blame myself.
And it's just as well
Because it seems this shell
Of my former self
Has shed and bells
Are ringing out
I hear my name,
Am I still myself?
And they say it's guilt by association
But at this point I can't even remember your name
And it's not like I had the gun,
It's not like I said "give me the money,"
It was all you, on your own,
But we both get owned
'Cos you fucked up,
What have you got to show for it?
And it's just as well
Because it seems this shell
Of my former self
Has shed and bells
Are ringing out
I hear my name,
Am I still myself?
Because guilt by association,
Didn't think I'd get this deprecated,
But I might as well be defecated on,
I don't why I'm so persuaded toward
A better time that I've been thinking of,
But maybe it's because I wasn't the
One who blew it 'cos greed was looming...
And it's just as well
Because it seems this shell
Of my former self
Has shed and bells
Are ringing out
I hear my name,
Am I still myself?
It's guilt by association
No more lies can kill my impatience,
The sentence is out it's twenty-five to life,
Think I saw this coming,
But you had the knife,
You had the gun,
You had the weapons,
You had it all
But you blew it because
The silent alarm
Went off unheard,
How could you do me in?
You gave me your word.
And it's just as well
Because it seems this shell
Of my former self
Has shed and bells
Are ringing out
I hear my name,
Am I still myself?
I can't tell (can't tell)
Maybe it's just as well,
Am I still myself?
Am I still myself?