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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