Hardhead

This wasn't a passing phase
No pump fakin' or a shot in the dark
I can say with every ounce of my being hardcore has got my heart
Pigeon hold and sabotaged myself
In the vein of keeping it tried and true
Good or bad that's my cross to bear
I'm here getting busy where the fuck are you
Want to point a finger, but there's no one in front of me
Just staring at a mirror, wondering which face I'll see
Which I'll see