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• Artiste: Few Left Standing
• Titre: Identity Crisis
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The color yellow suits you best Parade around like you own the world I know who you are I've seen you before Never forget two faces like that You mock me for the stance I take As your breath tries to suffocate me Your not as strong as you think you are You can't even play your own game right You might have knocked me down before But it's not me that gets back up again You want me so bad you can taste it on your lips The closer I get the harder you try I smell the fear on you every time you strike Try and bury me alive But I don't belong to you I cannot be shaken My faith is not blind but steadfast in truth There's strength in numbers and I have three What can you do against one that conquered death Not much with what you have You think your in control Try to keep your cool The pressure is on to gain the upper hand Didn't you try it before and lose One can only do playing God It's time to put you in your place Your not God He is