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You’re high Again in the public eye, It makes me upset That we never see eye-to-eye. I ask why you do the things you do, “It’s only to get by.” You don’t have an alibi This is the last time I’ll comply. Only one more hit Then you need to say goodbye, “Maybe in July,” you say. I’m worried though, I pray you won’t die. But I know that’s a lie You’ll just keep getting high. You can’t justify, please don’t stop by Last time was the last and I mean it, I don’t need you to clarify. “Hailey don’t leave me high and dry,” Famous last words “Hailey please don’t turn a blind eye.” I wish you the best, I’m sorry I couldn’t satisfy. You’ll still be the apple of my eye.
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Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 10:22 AM UTC
The Apple of My Eye
You’re high Again in the public eye, It makes me upset That we never see eye-to-eye. I ask why you do the things you do, “It’s only to get by.” You don’t have an alibi This is the last time I’ll comply. Only one more hit Then you need to say goodbye, “Maybe in July,” you say. I’m worried though, I pray you won’t die. But I know that’s a lie You’ll just keep getting high. You can’t justify, please don’t stop by Last time was the last and I mean it, I don’t need you to clarify. “Hailey don’t leave me high and dry,” Famous last words “Hailey please don’t turn a blind eye.” I wish you the best, I’m sorry I couldn’t satisfy. You’ll still be the apple of my eye.
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16/F/cedar rapids
Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 10:22 AM UTC
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