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SWIGGS OF WHISKEY , CIGAR SMOKE

YOU BROKE
HEART
AND YOU'RE
 GONNA FIX-IT
WHAT THEY HELL
THEY TAUGHT YOU
YOU THINK YOU
 SUM-KINDA
 SPECAIL ONE
I EXPECTED BETTER
I LOOKED FOR 
SO MUCH MORE
THOUGHT ONE WAY
IN THE BEGENNING
IT WAS DIFFERENT 
IN THE START
YOU OUT TO
HURT PEOPLE
YOU OUT HERE
WITH THE INTENT
EVERYTHING YOU DO
IS AIMED AT BREAK-IN
MY HEART
IDOL MINDS ARE DEVILS
WORKSHOPS
FIND A WAY TO LOVE ME
IF IT'S NOT BEYOND YOUR
COMPROHENTION
WHAT'S YOUR INTENTION
YOU TRY'NA BREAK M HEART
SHOULD HAVE KNOWN 
IT FROM THE START
NOTHING FEELS BETTER
THAN THIS
WHEN IT'S RIGHT
IT'S RIGHT
THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT
BUT YOU GOT ME
YOU GOT ME
YOU BROKE MY HEART

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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