Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
And his been doing it for years im out cheers
To toy with em like a fool. im so fucked up, you'd think i graduated from clown school,
So now he sacrificed his adolesence turned his image to a ghoul
Im sorry for the repetition, im just tired of the tradition,
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
Yeah i'm gon' leave with her
I’m sorry i fucked your sister
I was playing with guns
Making them fucked up decisions
I feel sorry for there parents
See boy she been in love
Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise
Now i'm not blaming a single reason for her fucked up life
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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