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Battles


Caught up in the battles And I'm still in the shackles Will be till the eighteen Why are you so mean You sure your in the right state of mind Why would you want to be this kind They say its suppose to be half and half All I am to you is one huge laugh It's not there, it never was But we are bound by the laws In ones eyes this is wrong It's not going to be for long Maybe for the child's sake I'm not going to be a fake You are not seeing straight But this Is going to be our fate Please see that this is better Your not going to get her You are not so stable I'm not turning the table I'm not sitting in the chair For you to have it fair You never gave me the chance Should of seen it at first glance You want to make it a war What are doing it for I have got the trump card You are a fucking retard
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