Common Sense
I hate this, I hate that
Cant move on with my life, I feel trapped
Not my fault, what did I do
I didnt ask to be like this and neither would you
Common sense is slow and needs glasses too
I know, you know that this isnt me
So Who do I talk to in my time of need
I tell myself soon it all be over
Life isnt fair I say over my shoulder,
Take my ideas, cause you have none of your own
Sounds more like a nosey ass all up in my phone
Your life is fake you dont live in reality
Wheres common sense?
It got blown in the wind
and life keeps reminding me.
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