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Revenge Video (MV)




Performed By: The Kevin Bennett
Language: English
Length: 3:29
Written by: Kevin Bennett




The Kevin Bennett - Revenge Lyrics




Letting my mind go in any direction it wants
Got a compass on the brain, the needle spinning makes a hell of a walk
I wonder how heaven is run. Would God Almighty guide me up?
Or would he just let the boy hang? Not talking bout pics on the wall

We all have some personal problems
How 'bout we just settle this all?
Some things are better left unsolved
F*ck a detective involved, don't get defensive, Mr. Holmes
I might as well mention the cause of trauma that I've come across
Looked at life a different way ever since there were people I loved that I lost

They say that you live and you learn, but you wanna die and regret
I had to suffer a beaten up heart and repair with it booze and some illegal meds
Taking some hits off a muhf*ckin' cigarette forcing myself not to choke every breath
Mixing prescription and liquor really isn't the remedy when you extremely depressed (Yeah)

Got shit to profess, but I'm not one to talk
Get it off of my chest like I'm benching the bar
I get ready for bed, then I pray to my Lord
And I Turn Off The Light like I'm Nelly Furtado, do I keep it bottled?
Open happiness tomorrow? Coca Cola type of motto
Bought some coca then got caught by woman, I'm sure the spirits knocked it out of my pocket

She picked it up, poured it into a puddle
Drove away and went right back to her mommas
Said it's over I can no longer take it
Lost my lover when I paid 80 dollars
Going crazy, being self medicated
Told myself I didn't need any doctors
Was it worth it being so elevated?
Probably not 'cause I was higher than towers

Take a look in my eyes
You'll see an innocent child
A kid so oblivious, he was so ignorant
Thinking with an immature mind
Now that he's witnessing life
Vision is clear, isn't so blind.
Life ain't as sweet as a Cinnamon bite
I won't sugar coat it, don't you worry alright?

I don't f*ck around with many people
I treat em like they got the measles
Keeping my distance from 'em like I'm sick or something
'Cause I trust em as much as a used needle
I've got Barton vodka with a 2 liter
Sip it slowly and adore the flavor
We can pour the chaser down the washroom drain
And then just gulp it straight until we drown our livers

Right here is spirit believer, but afar from a Jesus preacher
Persuading this stubborn society is impossible even with research
It's best to be quiet and reserved
Was an innocent kid from the eastern
Now I just question my innocence
I'm really a wolf in some sheep fur
I WOOL take a bite out of bo beeps herd, maybe touch on her keester
I might wanna RAM her, but don't wanna put all my eggs in one basket unless it is Easter
I keep planted like beech ferns.
I took a good look in the mirror and see I've committed the sinning to the point that my body got triple degree burns

Turning a brand new leaf, f*ck that, flipping the whole damn tree
But old me chopped a lot of the plantation down, so it stems to why I can't breathe
Had to wake up, but f*ck the caffeine
Arabica beans will not lack the sleep
I can't nap in peace, relax happily
So you're cuppa Joe, ain't my cuppa tea

Got so many, bad memories
Living in an alcoholic family
You would've thought, I'd act differently
But the beer doesn't pour too far from the C-U-P
Its truly... a really good thing Bud-got- wiser
We go to La-Batt for the bloodline, so of Coors I'll toast to the sobriety

I'm telling my mind to go in the direction I want
But I'm borderline insane, the navigation has been getting me lost
I wonder how hell is controlled
Would the devil let me stroll, around and make myself at home?
Maybe just possibly chill, but for some reason I feel it's too cold
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English

Letting my mind go in any direction it wants
Got a compass on the brain, the needle spinning makes a hell of a walk
I wonder how heaven is run. Would God Almighty guide me up?
Or would he just let the boy hang? Not talking bout pics on the wall

We all have some personal problems
How 'bout we just settle this all?
Some things are better left unsolved
F*ck a detective involved, don't get defensive, Mr. Holmes
I might as well mention the cause of trauma that I've come across
Looked at life a different way ever since there were people I loved that I lost

They say that you live and you learn, but you wanna die and regret
I had to suffer a beaten up heart and repair with it booze and some illegal meds
Taking some hits off a muhf*ckin' cigarette forcing myself not to choke every breath
Mixing prescription and liquor really isn't the remedy when you extremely depressed (Yeah)

Got shit to profess, but I'm not one to talk
Get it off of my chest like I'm benching the bar
I get ready for bed, then I pray to my Lord
And I Turn Off The Light like I'm Nelly Furtado, do I keep it bottled?
Open happiness tomorrow? Coca Cola type of motto
Bought some coca then got caught by woman, I'm sure the spirits knocked it out of my pocket

She picked it up, poured it into a puddle
Drove away and went right back to her mommas
Said it's over I can no longer take it
Lost my lover when I paid 80 dollars
Going crazy, being self medicated
Told myself I didn't need any doctors
Was it worth it being so elevated?
Probably not 'cause I was higher than towers

Take a look in my eyes
You'll see an innocent child
A kid so oblivious, he was so ignorant
Thinking with an immature mind
Now that he's witnessing life
Vision is clear, isn't so blind.
Life ain't as sweet as a Cinnamon bite
I won't sugar coat it, don't you worry alright?

I don't f*ck around with many people
I treat em like they got the measles
Keeping my distance from 'em like I'm sick or something
'Cause I trust em as much as a used needle
I've got Barton vodka with a 2 liter
Sip it slowly and adore the flavor
We can pour the chaser down the washroom drain
And then just gulp it straight until we drown our livers

Right here is spirit believer, but afar from a Jesus preacher
Persuading this stubborn society is impossible even with research
It's best to be quiet and reserved
Was an innocent kid from the eastern
Now I just question my innocence
I'm really a wolf in some sheep fur
I WOOL take a bite out of bo beeps herd, maybe touch on her keester
I might wanna RAM her, but don't wanna put all my eggs in one basket unless it is Easter
I keep planted like beech ferns.
I took a good look in the mirror and see I've committed the sinning to the point that my body got triple degree burns

Turning a brand new leaf, f*ck that, flipping the whole damn tree
But old me chopped a lot of the plantation down, so it stems to why I can't breathe
Had to wake up, but f*ck the caffeine
Arabica beans will not lack the sleep
I can't nap in peace, relax happily
So you're cuppa Joe, ain't my cuppa tea

Got so many, bad memories
Living in an alcoholic family
You would've thought, I'd act differently
But the beer doesn't pour too far from the C-U-P
Its truly... a really good thing Bud-got- wiser
We go to La-Batt for the bloodline, so of Coors I'll toast to the sobriety

I'm telling my mind to go in the direction I want
But I'm borderline insane, the navigation has been getting me lost
I wonder how hell is controlled
Would the devil let me stroll, around and make myself at home?
Maybe just possibly chill, but for some reason I feel it's too cold
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Writer: Kevin Bennett
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