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• Artiste: Elevate: I Am
• Titre: Pray For The Sniper
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I'm tracking something cold Deadly but barren and not of this world So cunning it has been told Charming and treasured This diamond is charcoal And with a miners heart You dig the darkest soul Just moderate your air Keep a steady hand standing still and account wind You'll find him in the sticks In brush just laying low Marking this man Am I a marked man? If California falls into the ocean Will they reel us in drifting without fins? And when we're brought to foreign docks Hung to make a mock How come this feels like home? I've never had a home I'm silent as it feeds Salivate in silence The worm is at the core Is it reflecting me? I'm tenderized just meat Just carcass on the street And with a hunter's heart The kills just for the thrill Didn't know Couldn't know What they know We're just flesh sold by the pound Will it hold? Can it hold? It won't hold Just a levy full of damned How come this feels like home? If I unmask myself can it be taken away? I've never had a home And if were shammed by fear How come this feels like home? Will the guilt set me straight back on my way? I've never had a home...