| I was tryna write another song but
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| I couldn’t find the fucking words that could bring it to life
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| Ay, but this will suffice
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| Alone through the days and nights
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| I got no friends, and if it offends you
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| You’re the problem, get the fuck over it
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| I’m so over this, I can’t hold it in no more, no
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| Can you remember when I came home that night around 3 a.m.
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| Called you twice, I had a broken heart, she left me for someone
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| Too fake, that’s my friend and
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| I couldn’t lie, if he died I’d probably smile and same with her
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| It’s what she desrves
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| I fucking hate whoevr lives on this Earth, I’m sorry
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| Mama, would you tell me you could make it right?
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| I’ve been through enough, nobody treat me right
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| Something in my mind said this is make-believe
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| So I can’t wait to see
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| When the day it all ends
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| If there’s a God and if he’ll forgive my wrongs that I hold
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| And I apologise if this hurt too much, I’m sorry
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| Mama, it’s your little son,
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| When I wrote this, I was crying from exhaustion
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| You were the only one who was ever there for me
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| When I could barely be at all
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| I really fucking hate the way it all is
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| I keep on asking why the fuck she hurt me often
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| You don’t know how to respond
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| You’re as confused as me
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| Don’t think she love me at all
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| When I got your text asking where I was, worried I was dead
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| I was driving around, I didn’t wanna talk
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| I wondered if I’d die just from the fall from all the way up here
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| I guess I’ll pack my things and leave this place
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| Since I don’t mean a thing to the one I thought
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| I thought she loved my flaws, left these past two months, I’m sorry
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| Mama, would you tell me you could make it right?
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| I’ve been through enough, nobody treat me right
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| Something in my mind said this is make-believe
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| So I can’t wait to see
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| When the day it all ends
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| If there’s a God and if he’ll forgive my wrongs that I hold
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| And I apologise if this hurt too much, I’m sorry
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| Mama, would you tell me you could make it right?
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| I’ve been through enough, nobody treat me right
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| Something in my mind said this is make-believe
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| So I can’t wait to see
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| When the day it all ends
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| If there’s a God and if he’ll forgive my wrongs that I hold
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| And I apologise if this hurt too much, I’m sorry
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| And I apologise if this hurt too much, I’m sorry |