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| 25 Feb 2014 09:01 AM |
[S] is a hassle til my heart was a rotten apple then the worm chewed threw it it was sad dark & blue to it till I made sense of this music through rythmic design I MADE UP MY OWN MIND like the breeze that causes wind chimes to hit I been there and seen alot of [S] like a soldier I was more then equiped I got a drink that reminded me of all this mix I just look at the moon counting nights till eclipse home is always better then stress and pistol grips past time in my mind I know will never be fixed
This world is cold, I'm standing in below 12 degrees with out a jacket, And the world is selling me things if its pain, I don't wanna have it,
Love is easy, hate is sleazy, talking to much [S] it's not easy, just what do you expect from me, an vasectomy, cause that's what you have said time and time again, not to me but apparently to all my friends, luckly i got people who actually care for me, and so they tell me, "Reflex, this is what was said, just so you know, don't go into this thinking you got true freinds and family" ,so just one "?" who and who's not looking out for me, cause all i see is people that need to be true. I need better luck throw me a horseshoe
You know what they say Life's a btch It kills me quietly Throw my body in a ditch Love is a snitch When you think your "Ballin" there's always someone to pitch I have no chance my love life's wizard of oz and every girl i meet is a wicket witch.
This world is cold, I'm standing in below 12 degrees with out a jacket, And the world is selling me things if its pain, I don't wanna have it,
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