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As my heart breaks and the tears start to flow. And I think about the good times we 

have had over the years, I can't even lie to myself and start to say that I still love  you

Cuz, sometimes I just wanna run away, and leave it all behind yeah, all behind. Yeah,

all behind. So, if I start doing me I don't care if you get angry. Get angry. Now, It's 

five in the morning, and I just wanna take a trip to the Bahamas. Funny how people

think they can hurt me. They can hurt me. And now I got a baby brother who's 

growing up in a world where everything's crazy, and when I sit by myself  I just

hope when he grows up he does good and gets married. See, I'm trying but I'm 

tired and I ain't even go deny it.

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