Below the belt
Set you up for shame
Like a villain from a film in modern age
But what they said
Brought forgiving ways
Let you carry on with equal scum charades
Now settle for the white versions
of lies youre told
Theres always second chances
in your years to come
You came for reassurance
but youll get despair
Just leave it to the old
The price of fame
Sought for lending hands
But the nuisance of it never paved a way
Youll stay out there
No one thinks too high
Of a foolish smirking coward in disguise
Though all the reassurance
therell be blood to pay
Youll never see it coming
thats the charm of it
And trouble is a lurking
round the corner there
Just leave it to the old
Artist: Cock Sparrer
Artist: Willard Grant Conspiracy
Artist: Shaun Groves
Artist: Mac Miller