Brandon Batarseh - Den of Regrets lyrics

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Brandon Batarseh - Den of Regrets lyrics

{Verse 1} I hate liars Always did The liquors gone And it's 3 am Happiness out Depressions in Fraud squads And fake friends Evil eyes Play wicked songs Don't kick it with them Rather f** their moms Intelligence Don't do well with cons I'll say it again Respect for the dons I direct the show You don't need to know I produce the flow Don't hate the growth Just cuz you can't Don't mean I won't If they see a chance They won't support In a bucket full of mud With a bunch of f** its Just cuz they are Doesn't mean that you're nothing {Hook}×2 I lost touch with my friends In pursuit of the millions So my problems can end And now I'm left in a Den of regrets You mess vets you just pests A bullet proof vest won't protect My mind from all the sacrifice That I beget to forget {Verse 2} I'll slit your throat With a knife Late at night I won't fight It's a waste of time Bleed you slow Watch me smile Sleep and choke It's been awhile I know I'm bad I'm crazy wild But I ain't mad Maybe sad Makes me glad Knowing that a punk Like you is dead Rotten mouth And bad breath The stank of vomit And skank sweat Chronic illness From bent necks The dens next So don't forget Never your friends Or your brothers Squawking others Flocks of buzzards Misery loves company You see they call each other lovers {Hook}×2 I lost touch with my friends In pursuit of the millions So my problems can end And now I'm left in a Den of regrets You mess vets you just pests A bullet proof vest won't protect My mind from all the sacrifice That I beget to forget {Verse 3} I don't cry wolf I howl at the moon And when the pack arrives We'll see you soon Guys like me Will change your mood Everyday Staying tuned Dark but loving Never hateful Eat your heart out Still I'm thankful For the hunt Always graceful So much fun And it was tasteful {Hook}×4 I lost touch with my friends In pursuit of the millions So my problems can end And now I'm left in a Den of regrets You mess vets you just pests A bullet proof vest won't protect My mind from all the sacrifice That I beget to forget

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