P.o.s. - Get Ate lyrics

[Intro: Gerald] There was just time on the day And if I can't fight it I guess I'll just... [Verse 1: P.O.S] I feel like I'm like Burning at the steak Chilling tho it's easy s**ing up the hate Dealing like its nothing to me I am on my very own I am not a clone Take him home See if you even manage on your own terms Bet you can't Bet you get ate Bet you wait See if there is any food upon this pretty plate Bet you starve Bet you waist Emaciate I been filling up on water Tryna meditate Mitigate the something something they be keeping straight I been crooked tucking something Prolly twenty late Time flies by high as the next guy Miles up wild one steady as they die by Sleep tight young wide eye wake up to the blindside learn about your real live life In dreams speak Quiet in the daylight Destroy what's weak For nothing more than playtime And that's is This here Heart head soul Narcs fed Arts dead What's that goal What you cooking on Fill a hole Or dig one [Outro: Gerald] What I've been told is There was just time on the day And if I can't fight it I guess I'll just have to wait Been told is there was just time on the day And if I can't...