How can I open my arms,
When they're tied behind my back?
And no peace is won
The thrill is in the attack.
How can I get some peace,
When I always go to war?
How can I win this fight,
If there was never any score?
This Battle
Inside Me
Can it ever be won?
I keep training
To get to the top of my gun...
Your fans are all the same
Shaking bags of change
There’s no room for the future
If all you want to do is blame
Is anyone perfect?
I there anybody left...?...
Who cares..won’t push you too far...
When you’re holding on your breathe.
This Battle
Inside Me
Can it ever be won?
I keep training
To get to the top of my gun...
This paper trail’s a beast.
Working on the streets.
Too much focus on the time.
I been playing this for keeps.
This Battle
Inside Me
Can it ever be won
I keep training
To get to the top of my gun...

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