Hardhead

This wasn't a passing phase
No pump faking or a shot in the dark
I can say with every ounce of my being
Hardcore has got my heart
Pigeon holed 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
Wanna point the 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