[hook - sample] Our lives have turned sad The harvest again was bad And it's growing worse Hungry children cry [Rude's verse] My heart is torn, my word is born, but people never listen All i wanna do is drink, smoke, f**, and die tripping But something missing, is it me or is it you Is it misdemeanor hate, is something coming unglued Is it finally coming true, the dreams i dreamt up so long ago Or am i just a puppet in this never ending show Well i don't know, when will i ever figure it out Head on with suicide, I'm getting closer with every doubt I'm fending to shout, I'm pouting a lot and I'm pissed off All these fake friends and girls really got me criss crossed But evan's dead, it's only rude, I'm going tick tock Down to ride, I'm f**ing high, listen up my sh** rocks The spider spins, trends into bad weekends Nothing ever helps, but here's pen and pad to bleed with I'm blacking out again, why do i always sin Mainly cause i s**, and I'm a loser and i'll never win [hook - sample] Our lives have turned sad The harvest again was bad And it's growing worse Hungry children cry They pray to a new god While their people die But fortune does not grow from a lie [Keenote's verse] I fear to feast where I sleep. Lucid dreams with a midnight treat These monsters that I see are all too routine, as are the weeps bleeding and screams I don't think you could put a finger on it, considering my fist is like a furry flesh comet Comment on my decency? Problem isn't me, it's what you see in me. Frolic freely. We were destined to come clean What was seen after I was gone? I had a morning well spent sorting corpses on your lawn Kick me? Kick me out? Try me. Run the route. Risk the doubt. Finally. You're my life source, so get lively. That's an order; no requests to like me I keep a tally by my bed nightly of what I ate in my sleep and what's laying right beside me [hook - sample] Our lives have turned sad The harvest again was bad And it's growing worse Hungry children cry They pray to a new god While their people die But fortune does not grow from a lie [Skeleton Kode's verse] Spring equinox, awaken by the night fall Chain around my neck as i add to these gouged walls Self a**essment, wrestles, vicious jaw of a weapon stepping to my den and bed with the crew marks and shredded denim Not a f**ing rookie, dancing with some road ware Protect the packs, food, cash, try to take it get tared, get scared Judas rappers not safe here, keep on f**ing with the family and i'll end your career I lack division when i get animalistic, making primal decisions down to business, and put a net around you little fishes Making moves like the water do, textbook crushing crew like it was Waterloo A safe haven just for the likes of you, rise of a bad mood, blessed be the bad fool, crying at the sinking moon, trying for a scrap of two, lying as the sun moves, dying in these pieces of you [hook - sample] Our lives have turned sad The harvest again was bad And it's growing worse Hungry children cry They pray to a new god While their people die But fortune does not grow from a lie