Pumped-Up Kicks (Unofficial Remix) MalachyTheDemon_official (Ft. Foster the People)

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Intro: DJD34TH:
So, this song, has a deep meaning to me
If you're reading the lyrics, make sure you read them well

V1: Foster The People:
Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid
Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun
In his dad's closet, in the box of fun things
I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you

V2:DJD34TH:

People say I belong in a mental house
But, truth is I belong in Slaughterhouse
Getting picked on everyday, cause I look like a fucking mouse
Grab some gasoline, douse the motherfucking Spider-Monkey in it, and light that shit

The hate of each day driving me insane
Just a lonely kid, trying to mask the pain, while hiding suicidal tendencies
Just trying to cope with it, but music ain't doing shit, so I'm aiming for my enemies
So...,