Little Do They Know
MY FRIENDS DON'T KNOW ME
LIKE THEY THINK
THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT I GO THOUGH
WHEN THET SEE ME IT'S ALL SMILES AND GOOD TIMES
LITTLE DO THEY KNOW I'M DYING ON THE INSIDE
NOT REALY DYING BUT THAT'S WHAT IT FEEL LIKE SOMETIMES
I DON'T KNOW IF I'M COMMING OR GOING
THEY ALWAYS SAYING YOU GOT IT MADE
YOU DON'T HAVE ANY WORRIES
LITTLE DO THEY KNOW I DO
PUT ON FAKE SMILES AND LAUGHS FOR THEM
NOT ME
TRYING TO LIVED IT UP FOR THEM NOT ME
LITTLE DO THEY KNOW
Copyright © Tramaine Washington | Year Posted 2009
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