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he feel down like a horse shoehe's walking around like he dosen't know what to do
he's walking around like a zombie
saturday,people packing like the army
his girl scared of bullets like tommy
he said he'd protect her
no one will hurt her
one day his earth blew up
while he cried, he yelled what the fuck?!
felt like he got shot like a duck
he is a lover, he is a writer
for the people he love he is a fighter
his body is warm but his heart went cold
he thought fuck quietness, time to be bold
he cries in class
wish he'd die in a car crash
treated her right while smith wanted to smash
he waited for a month
lonely like a old lady's cunt
so confused he needed a blunt
he waited to be hurt again
wonders do he has any real friends
their behind him all the way
keeping him straight when he swayed
he wished he had love
wish peace cme like a dove
but he cuts himself to release pain
to release the strain
no more love means no lives
this is the end of his game
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