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Category: Music
I thouhgt that she was your dream It's your call But you wouldent listen And now my dream Was everything I wanted And without pride I listened So everyone prods why then? Why even be alone? You wont like me, I'm honest But dont take that back But what are you so afraid of? Of time, of pride I'm sefless
Your probably thinking why Because your in the way of my In the way of my disaster My adventure I'm making up for time But your that prick thats in my side I'm wishing you'd just die She taken, she she's spoken for she's mine
Who was that? What what are you so afraid of? I think he left What are you so, what are you so?
Sorry dont die angel I can't be the one To take the gun from Your hand so run.
5:01 AM
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