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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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