Soles of my shoes cracked, a stretched out tee
a bandaid on my torn up knee would be a luxury
My vocal chords tear in front of the pop filter
These are all my wounds, my scars, they're my tattoo
I do it for my team Ido it for my fan
I keep making it past each and every level
I roll out a red carpet across Korea in front of my excited gait
anything that gets in my way i just kill it, click clack chick chick bang
the idiots who want nothing more than thrills gather on thin ice
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