Vacant Stare - Come Face Up Lyrics

Well you may think that this is it

But I've got to tell it aint shit

I haven't got nothing new to say

But I'm gonna say it in a different way

Cause this is a story I could dreamt

Its not word for word but I'm gonna attempt

To rap this bitch like I f*ckin meant

And you're all exempt



Well you may think that this is it

But I gotta tell you it aint shit

My whole life I've been treated a fool

Never understood what it was to be cool

Cause cools for idiots and I aint that

To change my life would be f*ckin crap

Its not for me now, so what can I do

Its not for me



Coming down on you



WHAT

Come on get up don't tread

WHAT

Yeah its purified hatred

WHAT

Come on get up it's true

WHAT

That we're coming down on you

WHAT

Come on get up don't tread

WHAT

Yeah its purified hatred

WHAT

Come on get up it's true

WHAT

That we're coming down on you



Well you may think that this is it

But you haven't heard the half of it

Jealousy created a lot of two faced friends

F*cking us off, then trying to make amends

I ain't got time for people who cause us grief

I'm looking at those arseholes in disbelief

So when you hear this and you know who are

You'd better step back cause you took it to far



Well now listen up you piece of shit

You made me feel like I didn't fit

There's no going back on what you've done

Come n' face up and we'll watch you run

Finding it hard to handle the pain

Knowing all you did was all-insane

And as you're sinking lower than low

We all know



Coming down on you



WHAT

Come on get up don't tread

WHAT

Yeah its purified hatred

WHAT

Come on get up it's true

WHAT

That we're coming down on you

WHAT

Come on get up don't tread

WHAT

Yeah its purified hatred

WHAT

Come on get up it's true

WHAT

That we're coming down on you



Come on, come on, face up, come on, I cant f*ckin wait



Come on, Face up, Yeah, I cant f*ckin wait



What the f*ck did I say to you

You lippy little arshole gonna get it soon

Cause I've had it right up to here

I know you f*ckin know that I can smell your fear

I'm gonna rip your face off along with that grin

Redemption day has come I'm gonna take your sins

By repeatedly hitting you into submission

Like a mother f*ckin train collision



WHAT

Come on get up don't tread

WHAT

Yeah its purified hatred

WHAT

Come on get up it's true

WHAT

That we're coming down on you

WHAT

Come on get up don't tread

WHAT

Yeah its purified hatred

WHAT

Come on get up it's true

WHAT

That we're coming down on you



I'm not a fighter

But yeah, I'll f*ckin well hit you like a heavy weight

Cause I never wait for the ten count

Always back in five for the next bout

And that's right

If you're looking for danger

You're lucky day cause I'll f*ckin rearrange yer

By the way, this is the last bout

Cause I'm gonna'knock you'out