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glasses


i cant see straight, 

all my strength it will take, 

after everything what will i make, 

fall apart in life i have ta re-take, 

i keep makin these mistakes, 

death lookin at me thinkin should i replace, 

in love i neva come first always in second place, 

i always have a fake smile dat covers my face, 

fake an real friends always flake...

 

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