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I rather be hated for doing something I'm proud of,
Then being loved for something I'm shame of.
So I'm going to man up,
Stand up,and when the world gives me a question I will raise my hand up.
Never let the world fade us,
It helped to make us, but don't make the world break us.
They say only the strong survive,
But who made the rules up,
I know it was not us,
And I'm weak,
But in God I trust.
He still loves me when I lose against lust.
I knew it was going to be tough,
But I didn't try hard enough.
Now I'm hanging out with people that drink and cuss.
So I cuss, they tell me I thought you was Christian,and then we start to fuss.
Are relationship is a light bulb that bust.
If my bible was metal it would be full of rust.
For some reason my feelings I can't touch-Mario Perez

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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