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Texty: Clit 45. Just Exist.

So many people live lives so mundane
Click, click, then there life fades away
Their lives suck and they dont even know why
Nothing ever changes unless a person ever fucking tries

Just exist
Just exist
Just exist
You can choose to
Just exist
Just exist
Just exist
But I dont wanna

So we live 'cause the good times wont last
Getting drunk and getting high, what a fucking blast
But i need something more
To show them what I'm worth and boot down the fucking door

Just exist
Just exist
Just exist
You can choose to
Just exist
Just exist
Just exist
But I dont wanna

Anticipation runs through my fucking veins
So fucking restless that its driving me insane
A rebel to my last breath

Put me to the test, give me liberty or give me death

No, they dont dontrol
Who I am or what I know
I cant be sold

We will persist to fucking resist
Get my name off your fucking list
We will persist to fucking resist
Get my name off your fucking list

I wont sit around,
I wont sit around
No I wont

No chance for change
If you just sit back, bitch, moan, and complain
No chance you'll change
If you just sit around things will change

No I cant
No I wont
No we wont
Just exist