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Enemies - Checkmate Lyrics



Enemies - Checkmate Lyrics




I've got this pressure burning
Man I really want to let it
Loose like a freight train
Rolling right up for your head
And I know it's pointless saying
Man, I'm really sorrow for you
It's not your fault you're stupid

And I don't want to go down this endless road
Of wasting my time on your two-bit show
Making believe it's all a joke
And making believe it's just a hoax
I stood out on the sidelines
Watching you chance it each time
And I know your chances left with me
Are dead and gone

I've watched this onslaught take its course
And with brute force I've watched it
Create an aftermath I wish I could forget
I know it's pointless saying
Man, I'm really sorry for you
It's not your fault you're stupid

And I don't want to go down this endless road
Of wasting my time on your two-bit show
Making believe it's all a joke
And making believe it's just a hoax
I stood out on the sidelines
Watching you chance it each time
And I know your chances left with me
Are dead and gone

As for your comfort, well I could care less
I see some patterns here I'd like to contest
You start with one, then on the other
You're just so smug, no one would wonder
Then one day comes, the truth exposed
Who do you blame, you blame them both

And I don't want to go down this endless road
Of wasting my time on your two-bit show
Making believe it's all a joke
And making believe it's just a hoax
I stood out on the sidelines
Watching you chance it each time
And I know your chances left with me

And I don't want to go down this endless road
Of wasting my time on your two-bit show
Making believe it's all a joke
And making believe it's just a hoax
I stood out on the sidelines
Watching you chance it each time
And I know your chances left with me
Are dead and gone
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I've got this pressure burning
Man I really want to let it
Loose like a freight train
Rolling right up for your head
And I know it's pointless saying
Man, I'm really sorrow for you
It's not your fault you're stupid

And I don't want to go down this endless road
Of wasting my time on your two-bit show
Making believe it's all a joke
And making believe it's just a hoax
I stood out on the sidelines
Watching you chance it each time
And I know your chances left with me
Are dead and gone

I've watched this onslaught take its course
And with brute force I've watched it
Create an aftermath I wish I could forget
I know it's pointless saying
Man, I'm really sorry for you
It's not your fault you're stupid

And I don't want to go down this endless road
Of wasting my time on your two-bit show
Making believe it's all a joke
And making believe it's just a hoax
I stood out on the sidelines
Watching you chance it each time
And I know your chances left with me
Are dead and gone

As for your comfort, well I could care less
I see some patterns here I'd like to contest
You start with one, then on the other
You're just so smug, no one would wonder
Then one day comes, the truth exposed
Who do you blame, you blame them both

And I don't want to go down this endless road
Of wasting my time on your two-bit show
Making believe it's all a joke
And making believe it's just a hoax
I stood out on the sidelines
Watching you chance it each time
And I know your chances left with me

And I don't want to go down this endless road
Of wasting my time on your two-bit show
Making believe it's all a joke
And making believe it's just a hoax
I stood out on the sidelines
Watching you chance it each time
And I know your chances left with me
Are dead and gone
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Writer: Mike Pelino
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Enemies
Language: English
Length: 3:44
Written by: Mike Pelino

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