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Could it be?


Could it be? Could it be? Could it be that it’s just me?

Who am I kiddin?! Both the world and I know it’s me whos trippin!

Honestly, honestly, if this is to be a moment of honesty

--Without a doubt this gon hurt—

Forreal tho, I should do it in the off chance it just might work.

Honesty, honesty, freakin’ honesty!

I think it’s better to hide the fact that I need it.

Why am I trippin? Constantly slippin?

Choices in life becoming hazy. They it’ll become clearer if I look at myself through a lens of honesty.

Freaking honesty!

Honestly, honestly, if this is to be a moment of honesty

--Without a doubt this gon hurt—

I should do it in the off chance it just might work.

Could it be? Could it be? Could it be?

Honestly, honestly, could it be freakin’ honesty?!

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