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Wounded Animal

You're about to see there's no difference between a tortured artist or a Wounded animal Picking up a pen was the only way to make my depression manageable At times it seemed that beating depression wasn't Fathomable The hurt poet sometimes has to let loose with his pen and that should be Understandable The nice guy with a pen turns into a cross between Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger and Hannibal When the smoke clears from my rhymes, they're still flammable My whole life I was told I couldn't but now it's Laughable What they told me I didn't have, I didn't lack at all When I found my strengths, it's like when Lionel Messi has the ball No one can get near, and the world is about to see something magical The great ones always learn from their mistakes, and aren't scared to retake steps I learned to live with it, before I learned how to escape stress I used to miss my old girl, but now I focus on the girls I haven't had a chance to date yet Because as I got older I realised a relationship needs more than just great sex I wish I realised it while I was younger, so I'd have felt heartbreak less I'm honest to a fault, so I'll willingly admit some of my feelings for her haven't been erased yet But I'm getting there and doing it in my own time I don't care for people telling me what I should feel inside my own mind If I fall short it won't be by much Check my track record, anytime I got knocked down, I always got back up I've been knocked down many times, but you won't find anyone who reacts quicker I just saw that Ariana Grande has split up with Mac Miller And I'll probably lose the plot If I don't take this chance to shoot my shot Ariana I'm trying to win your heart for good and play no games with your head Let's settle down and start a family together, the only downside is I'll probably last 30 seconds in bed "Oh god why did he say that?, did he really need to go there" Go where?, the belt?, he's always saying things that go below there I forgot this world is sensitive and doesn't know how to take a joke You can't break what's broke I was stuck in the dark, but I escaped with hope I'm hard to kill My art is real And the tortured artist is like a Wounded animal because you should try to keep away from both

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