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I shouldn’t live in the past but I’m not just expressing myself I’m over myself I promise not to stay there too long but the pain makes everything high definition Never in the back always a leader, I was the first swimmer in the pack that made it to be a human My dad could vouch, “son you’re real nut” I own your body but not your mind It’s my turn to own your eardrum for my own pleasure to do as I will You will finally listen and take notice because the takeover has begun She tells me “you didn’t have to write it down. . . you could have just told me Yeah but you had a listening malfunction It only seemed to work when you were in pain and wanted to be heard. I told you everything you needed to know but it was not important at the time. Pain as a hobby, I do this for fun. Finding common ground with Ciara just to find out is she more interested in girls. It would have been cool but I wasn’t on that at the time. Or the dude that follows popular advice and his girl screws his best friend. Isn’t it ironic! When mom and dad can’t get along and dad is forced to leave his home While growing up son and daughter wondering why Dad wasn’t there and therefore They go out and force others to feel the pain that they bear. Now, she is running outside making a scene with a knife in her hand threatening to flat my tires. Granddad, Granddad you died too soon. Granddad, Granddad maybe if you were the way you were back when it would Have mattered, my dad would have been different Even though I don’t believe in excuses Unless you are excusing yourself from life lessons It is never too late to turn to Jesus but why wait until death shows its face Now I may be destined to follow in your footsteps Mama Mama you’re killing me I’m apart of you and you don’t want me. I hear you talking about that guy you met at club Sobe And a one night stand and plan B. Maybe it is better I’m going to meet Jesus I’ll see you there I would have told you I love you if I had the chance. O, I aint through with you yet Pain as a hobby I’m painting you a vivid map Leading all the way until they call The center for disease and control What about the baby daddy who thinks it’s cool to Come to her job and shoot her dead in front of co-workers once She turns her back and then shoots himself and goes straight to hell. So, at 21 she leaves behind her three children and her life cut off - all Because of jealousy.

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Pain As a Hobby Ii

I shouldn’t live in the past but I’m not just expressing myself I’m over myself I promise not to stay there too long but the pain makes everything high definition Never in the back always a leader, I was the first swimmer in the pack that made it to be a human My dad could vouch, “son you’re real nut” I own your body but not your mind It’s my turn to own your eardrum for my own pleasure to do as I will You will finally listen and take notice because the takeover has begun She tells me “you didn’t have to write it down. . . you could have just told me Yeah but you had a listening malfunction It only seemed to work when you were in pain and wanted to be heard. I told you everything you needed to know but it was not important at the time. Pain as a hobby, I do this for fun. Finding common ground with Ciara just to find out is she more interested in girls. It would have been cool but I wasn’t on that at the time. Or the dude that follows popular advice and his girl screws his best friend. Isn’t it ironic! When mom and dad can’t get along and dad is forced to leave his home While growing up son and daughter wondering why Dad wasn’t there and therefore They go out and force others to feel the pain that they bear. Now, she is running outside making a scene with a knife in her hand threatening to flat my tires. Granddad, Granddad you died too soon. Granddad, Granddad maybe if you were the way you were back when it would Have mattered, my dad would have been different Even though I don’t believe in excuses Unless you are excusing yourself from life lessons It is never too late to turn to Jesus but why wait until death shows its face Now I may be destined to follow in your footsteps Mama Mama you’re killing me I’m apart of you and you don’t want me. I hear you talking about that guy you met at club Sobe And a one night stand and plan B. Maybe it is better I’m going to meet Jesus I’ll see you there I would have told you I love you if I had the chance. O, I aint through with you yet Pain as a hobby I’m painting you a vivid map Leading all the way until they call The center for disease and control What about the baby daddy who thinks it’s cool to Come to her job and shoot her dead in front of co-workers once She turns her back and then shoots himself and goes straight to hell. So, at 21 she leaves behind her three children and her life cut off - all Because of jealousy.