Lyrics Salt in the Wound - YCK

Faded and tainted hate to complain
But I don't give a fuck bout changing my ways
Gone rogue for the siege I'm a different kind of breed
Kept aimless ain't an easy mind to read
Praise ain't given nah bitch that is earned
Take a glance at the charts for the ones I haven't heard
Pumping and dumping they're plugging all up and coming
And any kind of promoting is still amounting to nothing
Decreasing the percentages ripping off our appendages
Arm and a leg I give so I'm remaining competitive
In a circus and theater that's fucking full of the dreamers
And imma break it to you cause I know that you will not be up
I can't back you there ain't no vacuum at the top
Better cover what you got tattooed at the shop
Sets will dissolve and your crew will disband
It was known from the start that you didn't have a chance

Salt in the wound
But I am removed
From the scene that tries to claim me
Faults of my own
Imma end up alone
From the ones that still do hate me

Scene full of crooks whole flows they took
Put you someplace so they don't know where to look
In my conviction I've betrayed the oath
I'm becoming the thing that's been pushing us both
Proximal time in the dilation matters
Don't wanna be here check the migration pattern
This city's doping can't grapple with facts
We'll rebuild from the remnants and restart from scratch
Taunts and attacks mean shit
Carve at the neck then split
Strangled suppression I'm dumping the weapon
While you got the time better count up your blessings
Division dissection reduction and severance
Laid up I'm motionless we're just degenerates
Posted supplying the culture with toxins
Bidding for freedom it's put up for auction

Salt in the wound
I am removed
From the scene that tries to claim me
From the scene that tries to claim me
Faults of my own
Ending up alone
From the ones that still do hate me
From the ones that still do hate me