Manifest Destination lyrics

by

Trash Talk


The streets are gold
But reek of p*ss and look like sh*t
The stench of fear is real
Among the charlatans of dominance
Make no mistake this is the age
Of plague and hate
Our f*cked up generation's come
To seal our grisly fate
Malajusted
Forever f*cked
No love for anyone, anyhow, anymore
This curse has ruined me
And everyone can see the truth
I hold behind there eyes is a lie

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