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Luke Rhodes Sep 2016
The paint on the wall will always dry
And preppy ******* will try and pry
Your life story right out of you
And the ones that you truly love
So when the time comes the have a plan of attack
So they can act
Like they're above
At first they seem like they've got your back
But all they wanted was you in the sack
They don't care about you, only your weakness
They know you're thoughts, ones that cause you to sleep less
The knife has been placed right through my chest
And she enjoys to turn it
They she finds another guy who's "just the best"
As if she ******* earned it

Now it seems like I'm the one at fault
Why can't you be a proper adult
You act like a child
The way you run wild
How many beds have you slept in?
How many loves could you have swept in
Do you realize you're hurting people
Or do you even care?
And I would never accept the dare
To call you out on your *******
Because I know exactly where you would hit
Right where it hurts the most

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