The Past

[Intro: Benny Blanco (John Leguizamo)]
Hey remember me, Benny Blanco from the Bronx?

[Verse 1: SCUM]
Had a life I'll now never get back
Thought I'd slide but that was a bad bet
Cannot hide for long, they will find you
Or forget 'cause you know they'll remind you
That you're due for the torture chamber
Down in Hell and a room has just
Opened up and your next-door neighbor's Lucifer and he sport disgust
In his eyes when he see you coming with your bags, better move on in
No surprise when The Devil's frowning
When you must pay for who you've been

[Chorus: SCUM]
You can never outrun your past
You can't kill it with a shotgun blast
Cannot bury it as it will rise
From the dead and lead to your demise
You get fucked when hiding from your past
Lose it all like to the IRS
It's all finna catch up, cannot win that race
And just like a barrel, blow up in your face

[Interlude: SCUM]
Past has a tendency to end up coming back
Past has a tendency to end up coming back
Past has a tendency to end up coming back
So even on your victory lap, that rearview, you better check

[Verse 2: SCUM]
I'm a damnation to this planet
Dirty as fuck, come clean me up
Fucked up mind, should I understand their soul's as dark as what's in my cup
See no hope but I seek salvation, cut that rope that I'm hanging by
I'm a sick and obscene creation God repressed and deserves to die (Die)
I'm fuckin' high, cannot care to forget that
I've done some shit like a bird as in foul
I might have changed but though some might regret that
Like Peter, I'm crucified upside-down
Go and get yourself a shovel, make a grave for the man I've been
In the past that I tried to bury with my hands that are not so clean
Diggin' up all my darkest secrets, throwin' dirt on the name I built
Fuck your life like I fucked your mother 'cause for less betting they got killed
Back when motherfucker did not have much to
Lose, wasn't much, a fuck like me would not do (Do)
To you, take your health as your quick as your lunch fool
Now, I must pay for everything that I took

[Chorus: SCUM]
You can never outrun your past
You can't kill it with a shotgun blast
Cannot bury it as it will rise
From the dead and lead to your demise
You get fucked when hiding from your past
Lose it all like to the IRS
It's all finna catch up, cannot win that race
And just like a barrel, blow up in your face