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Fml
I'm sorry was you not expecting a reaction
What was I supposed act like the didn't happen
And I prayed for an angel to save me
But when Mama came to rescue her baby
You called it kidnapping
You thru my hero in jail
And sent me back to hell
For the devil to finish his "kid-napping"
I was told to tell you I fell
as it starts to sting and swell
You called it attention deficit disorder
I call it being ignored
So tell me was it something I said
Or was it something I did
That gave you the right to do what you did
Did it make you feel big
Raping your own kid
And this life will be the death of me
As you see there's nothing left of me
And I got to live with what's left of me
And if I make it through this life alive
Well kill me
I hope I live long enough to die
And my destiny is not to live but to die
I won't be silenced
And my revenge is violent
But never will I cater to your lies
You are everything that I despise
What you done to me cannot be disguised
I don't even care of the hell you put me through
Never will I ever be like you
And now I'm feeding my dopeaphnes
Mithafedsamnes
Im letting you get to me
Deprived as I'll ever be
But this is not me
Life ain't what it needs to be
Trying to live life's expectancy
Even though there's nothing left of me
You still expect from me
Well I hope you seen what you came to see
Cuz that's all the f##k you're getting from me
Copyright ©
Dustin Branum
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