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Theres No Sunshine


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What up Faggots!!

That dont know where to start

you lay alone in a room

all you hear is your heart

your face in that pillow you surrounded by darkness

your only thought is will this kid be missed cuz

they say it aint right that, the kid like d** but he probably

that guy that be getting them bricks

now is it his fault his personality split

he leaves the scene

where they picking you up like

a bundle of sticks

aint that a b****)

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