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At times i wish i were dead Busy people dancing all over my head This i value with every move they make Real bad headache with every step they take
I get a contact buzz Can't remember what the problem was I find it hard to even care Life was to real till you got there
My life is dirt but you seem to make it cleaner Reduce my felony to a misdemeanor When i feel sick you're an antibiotic Organize my world that was pointless and chaotic
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