Texty: Madball. Confessions.

You're always talkin' but the things you say
Have no meaning, they carry no weight
Take your time but don't waste mine
Go sell your stories, I'm not looking to buy

We all have flaws but this is your downfall
It's all the game, you can't even back up
And you're so hollow, you have no clue
Here's repercussions and they're comin' for you

Confessions, I leave it up to you
'Cuz I know where I stand
Oppressions, is somethin' I must choose
To make you understand

You're always talkin' but the things you say
Have no meaning, they carry no weight
Take your time but don't waste mine
Go sell your stories, I'm not looking to buy

Confessions, I leave it up to you
'Cuz I know where I stand
Oppressions, is somethin' I must choose
To make you understand

I don't share your pains
'Cuz I don't preach about aimless things
I only speak when I have something to say
And I don't fake moves disgrace my name

Self pride, I won't throw away
I have too much love for family
Self pride, I can't throw away
Raised to be real from the first day