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    I was born by the river, dirty and mean
    Learned how to fight for everything that I need
    You try and you lose
    A game called life just another day
    Being born on the wrong side
    Who the fuck is this?
    Another try hard, boring, same outlook, same story
    But I've seen it too many times
    You are not one of a kind
    This is what separates the boys from the men
    You are not like me, you are just like them
    Weak and distraught, you don't fucking know me
    Fingertips and ears in my trophy case
    Just another victim
    I refuse to be a part of your try hard system
    All of these men are just boys
    Separate them, take them out, do whatever to replace them
    It's getting harder to sleep, I've been gritting my teeth
    They want an easy way out, but have never seen the streets
    Whether you die on your feet or on your knees
    At this point you should take what you can fucking get
    You are the wrong side of the hill, where snow doesn't melt
    You are a fucking waste of space, just waiting for hell

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