It's Not Me This Time
It's like I can't do anything right
Like everything I do deserves a fight
Is it because I am wrong
Like slow dancing to a really fast song
Or is it because I try to make peace
But all of our money has just been released
Living check to check is the best way to struggle
Since I talk to much I may need a muzzle
But will shutting me up really help?
Like smoking weed did to Michael Phelps
I don't think I'm really the issue
Just a target to aim your missile
When the smoke clears what is left?
Just a kid who is scared to death
Maybe I don't think I will die
But to say I'm not tire is just a lie
And I don't want to lie about me
Stop saying I'm the problem and you will see...
It's not me, this time
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