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Black Blood Dead Dreamer - Pick Up the Pace Lyrics




Oh yeah
Freestyle now I don't know why
The lack of content makes me want to cry
Drugs were such a waste of time
Ghost writer
Where are you
I'm talking to myself
Talking back is hard to do
Pick up the pace
If you ever want to leave this place
Savage f*cking times call for savage f*cking measures
No stars have aligned and I know that time can't rewind
So where were you when I was cleaning up the blood last night
Pick up the pace
If you want to get the f*ck out of this f*cking place
Locked in the room like a mother f*cking G
Let me f*cking tell you what I f*cking see
Here we f*cking go don't f*cking stop here
Do you f*cking know
Ghost writer has left the building

We have the tools
We have the talent
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Oh yeah
Freestyle now I don't know why
The lack of content makes me want to cry
Drugs were such a waste of time
Ghost writer
Where are you
I'm talking to myself
Talking back is hard to do
Pick up the pace
If you ever want to leave this place
Savage f*cking times call for savage f*cking measures
No stars have aligned and I know that time can't rewind
So where were you when I was cleaning up the blood last night
Pick up the pace
If you want to get the f*ck out of this f*cking place
Locked in the room like a mother f*cking G
Let me f*cking tell you what I f*cking see
Here we f*cking go don't f*cking stop here
Do you f*cking know
Ghost writer has left the building

We have the tools
We have the talent
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Chris Spivey, Jeremy Stout, Timothy Werner
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