Fifty On Red - Identity Crisis Şarkı Sözleri

Try to buy into my respect
Six months ago's to soon to forget
Memories of the scene of the crime
You fucking poser you crossed the line

Beyond a joke
Every single fucking word
Gone up in smoke

Never sure who you're meant to be
Your identity is dying on your feet
Dead on your feet
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