| The rain hasn’t stopped since you left
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| And cocaine numb with the pain
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| And I’m Kurt Cobain and the birds don’t sing
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| And the words don’t change
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| It’s already said, it’s already dead
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| I spaz on the beat like I’m off of my meds
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| 30 round tech, tucked in my drawers when I walk through the jexs
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| You were perfection, taught me a lesson
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| I’m fighting depression with anti-depressants
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| And looking at life like a question
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| But I’m not going back
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| I love myself too much for that
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| Putting my feelings on tracks
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| Got you a ring but I need that shit back (yeah)
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| I give and you take but it’s just not enough
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| Then you’d say something fake just to get what you want
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| You’re the reason everything went wrong
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| I give and you take but it’s just not enough
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| (I give and you take but it’s just not enough
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| Then you’d say something fake just to get what you want
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| Yeah you’re the reason everything went wrong
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| I give, you take and it’s just not enough) |