Sack // Tough

Years forward using simple flows and simple lines

Just got into the game, no expectation just unwind

Redefine another layer outside my simple mind

Get that out of body feeling to its fucking prime

It's fucking time, fuck a dime and fuck trust

Only truth is there's lust and maybe a couple people wouldn't want to call my bluff

That's enough to raise a question about how tough it really is

Not as thought for these fucking kids?

If my evil exists as it is there's a threat still lingering

Put my visions to bed

I'm getting lost in my head