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In simpler times, you could spit simple rhymes,
But now I think out every line,
Before you speak, before I shine,
Before I fuckin' lose my mind.

And there ain’t ever gonna be a chance in hell,
That I’m gonna let you stop me, well,
I’m fast-tracked for greatness, I’m propelled,
To soar to the skies and drop the bombshell,

Drop it on you, like the yanks did Hiroshima,
Blasting, smashing, it’ll all crash on ya,
It’ll crash on ya faster than my hardcore charisma,
And I’m on a charm offensive with a personal vendetta.

‘Cause you fuckers believe every word that’s said,
Every lie that’s told to make me sick in the head,
Stop listening to the liars, you’re being misled,
Your blood will be shed, and you cunts’ll be dead.

Can we try and change your mind tonight?
This is our last chance,
To make it right.
Before you go,
I’m gonna change your mind tonight,
I’m gonna change your mind.
This time,
Whoa.

You knew from the start that I’d break your heart,
I’d string you along, you’d come for my charm,
Playing this game, it’s like an art,
Disarm yourself, time to take off the armour.

But that’s just the way it goes, now girl,
I’ll still be playin’ all the sold-out shows,
I’ll keep you on your toes, it’s time you chose,
‘Cause it’s time to bring all this shit to a close.

You look up to the sky and see that star,
You’re looking at me, yeah I got that far,
Spittin’ out these bars, playin’ guitar,
Pissin’ on cars that are made by Saab.

Eventually this was meant to be,
That you’d all see, what is really me,
Pullin’ out the in-jokes, put this track on C.D,
You seedy fucks, two can play at this see?

Can we try and change your mind tonight?
This is our last chance,
To make it right.
Before you go,
I’m gonna change your mind tonight,
I’m gonna change your mind.
This time,
Whoa.


This time round, I’m gonna change your mind,
Fuck the haters, they can stand in line,
I’m individualistic; I’m one of a kind,
I ain’t gonna stand for this shit, this shit’s mine.

My mind and my words are so complex,
But both of yours are all about sex,
And every time that you crash, you just inject,
But I don’t give a fuck, I’ll just dissect you,

You ain’t gonna touch me, I’m on my own level,
And I’ll level you clean, are you fuckin’ mental?
You’re a fuckin’ lunatic if you think you’re my equal,
‘Cause I’ll lacerate you, and I’ll make your wounds fatal.

Am I blowin’ your mind with my big ass words?
Imma play this out, make you look absurd,
You’re a fuckin’ coward, you ain’t got an answer,
So I’ll give one for ya, fuck off you waster.

Can we try and change your mind tonight?
This is our last chance,
To make it right.
Before you go,
I’m gonna change your mind tonight,
I’m gonna change your mind.
This time,
Whoa.

Can we try and change your mind tonight?
This is our last chance,
To make it right.
Before you go,
I’m gonna change your mind tonight,
I’m gonna change your mind.
This time,
Whoa.


C4C as always, Instrumental is recorded should anyone want it, let me know.
I'll be recording vocals on all my instrumentals as soon as I get a decent mic, so suggestions please?
Last edited by Pyrest at Aug 20, 2010,