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Once upon a time I could control myself Once upon a time I could lose myself I admit it, what's to say I'll relive it, without pain Backstreet lover on the side Of the road I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode I got a .16 gauge buried under my

I'm gonna try I'm gonna try! Should I? I'm gonna die It's so predictable I can in every way, mistake the pain I feel inside It comes at me, evil thoughts is creeping through my mind Who are you to say, that I can't speak what's on my mind It runs away I

She shake that ass and bring it back to me Bring that cash to me lil baby I'll help you with all your problems bae It's midnight Took a half baby It's halftime What's your math baby? You look alright Your heart is cold but it's warm inside your thighs

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What's gonna come? Tethered to a bird of sorrow A voice that's buried in the hollow You've given over to self-deceivin' Your prostrate bowed would not be leavin' You've squandered more than you could borrow You've bet your joys on all tomorrows For the

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