Lyrics:
Old Friend in your room
With your ticker
Feeling thicker
You get sicker, but
DieHard
DieHard
DieHard
DieHard
Old Friend in this World
With your
to survive
This is for those who've escaped the torment
You know real courage
You are as diehard as they come
This is for those who never wavered
You are
to tell you why
Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing
At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes
It seems to me a change is really needed
the score card
Up by a few ima diehard
Just check out the goyard
I feel like a popstar
I feel like a rockstar
Internet thuggin'
You not hard
I grew up
bitch, flame you more than diehard
I bite hard, You'll get charred
Roll you down in a barrel to the junkyard
My name's Bernard, and I'm armed
Hands up,
easier to be a lazy slob
as you turn your head and sluff it off
you build a wall around yourself
and put reality on a shelf
diehard - the last to go
die-hard recruits
None of my ops got somethin' to say
White noise static when they talk, fade away
I operate in the middle, the gray
Lil white lil black like
how much
They
Coffee goes drip, drip, drop
Outfit goes drip, drip, drop
This one's for the have nots
And diehard fans of hip-hop
Coffee goes drip,
each other
One half candy, one half glass
No blanket statement
Can wash it out or away
They won't throw out a line for die-hards tonight
It'll take
gave each other
One half candy, one half glass
No blanket statement
Can wash it out or away
They won't throw out a line for die-hards tonight
Live hard, try hard, die hard
Left in the stockyard
Used once, discard
Live hard, try hard, diehard
Cannot find the answers
Picking through
together throughout
I grew up a die-hard
I mean a die-hard Laker fan
Die-hard
I knew everything about every player that has played here
So to be drafted
It's a shame on me
Shorty she a diehard
Something that I'm used to
Shorty wanna break me
Boy that's nothing that I'm used to
I wanna bring you joy
You
isn't golden, hear us shout.
Can't you see we're just too fast,
Diehard youth we're made to last
Diehard youth we're made to last
Diehard youth
those of you that actually, like diehard fans.
Cause I'm pretty sure a lot of our diehard fans don't have the main social networks.
So what I want you
it a loss cause that's why that we're here
Sing songs to the people that really want to hear
They're the Diehards and Drunkards that fill this room
All-Star-Game bin ich der allererste Pick
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Bitch, ich rock' Designer
Importiert aus Mailand (damn)
Fans von mir sind die-hard
Fan von
kulunakuki
Lweyawummula
Amadinda ne trumpet lwebyavuga
Akunoonya akujja ku map ki yaamubwengula
Sijimanyi no no no
Number one fan am your diehard
Yeggwe
as well
And D is for the die-hards who will even fight in hell
E is for the enemy
That just won't ever win
S is for the spirit of our men that won't grow
Once I was lying
To feel fine
And whiskey was a freeman's best friend
Warm taste on my lips of a bitter end
How did I get this die-hard resistance
up or forget
That we're all hardcorepunkmetal freaks
We're die-hard freaks
They're exploiting us together
Infiltrate our underground and open up
the road you wanna travel
Spit me to the gravel I'm use to it
I'll keep walking believing in me
Throw me to the wind and ignore my call
I'm a diehard for
you what to wear
They'll tell you whom to hate
They'll tell you whom to care
They'll tell you how to comb your hair
And you'll always be a die-hard
Everything I touch is woeful
Hit or miss, more like just miss
I'm a diehard
I'm a try hard
Making bad art
That no one will ever love
But it's OK
It's just
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