I can't believe family could be so savage Swore to me I was free then took advantage I know you thought it was a sad song But this shit is an anthem Had me doin' tricks like a sideshow
It's clear to me now that I was your survival All your excuses are dead on arrival You say it's the truth but my blood is my Bible And I'm finally cutting the strings, yeah
'Cause I'm stripped bare, got nothin' left Stripped bare, got nothin' left Stripped bare, got nothin' left And I'm finally cutting the strings, yeah
Born a slave to the rhythm But I'll never be a victim They're rich quick like an outlaw Then blindside with a southpaw Stay, stay, how could I stay, day after day Steal my story with a straight face Oh, how's that taste?
It's clear to me now that I was your survival All your excuses are dead on arrival You say it's the truth but my blood is my Bible And I'm finally cutting the strings, yeah
'Cause I'm stripped bare, I got nothin' left Stripped bare, I got nothin' left Stripped bare, I got nothin' left And I'm finally cutting the strings
I've heard that it happens You feed the young to the wolf like nothin' else matters Well I ain't got nothin' left So I'm finally cutting the strings
Compositores: Matt Parad, Joel Estevan Castillo (Castle), Dalton Grant ECAD: Obra #32448447