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Scars Of Tomorrow The Face Of Fear

me Laughing at my pain I can't face reality Can't face tomorrow I've bid my last farewell I've shed my final tear And cast aside the fear I've bid my

my hood I'm know as a menace to neighbors Me and my men for paper We don't fear the morgue Only thing we afraid of is we scared to starve You can't stop

see it coming I'm alone and I'm scared and it's heading my way Do I run Do I hide Do I dare close my eyes Do I face the fear inside Time after time Lord

When I appear as Freddy vs Frankenstein All you horror wanabees Who claim the right To have a shock You'll be gone tomorrow And nobody gives a fuck Even with a hairy face

apart from the heavy turbulence. Disturbing images, burning in your mind for my encouragement. Permanent deep scars. Extremely sharpened instruments. Courage is necessary. Survival in this tournament. Tomorrow

in the face Eyes to the sky and you know the end is near I am the war machine; I can burn the sun from the sky Take away tomorrow; bring truth to all