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Antsy and tired All of the time *** belly Where no baby should be Going on only what was said Always misinterpreting And a football game Is win or lose To some it’s live or die I see now what it is to be I see now what it means to fly Don’t know how the cherubs turned to demons But just as quickly they took the right form I never wanted these angels to be demons I see now that limits end with heights And now, all I want is to be alright Don’t care about being right Right now all I want is to be alright By you And who knows why I prefer things better broken and frayed Don’t want to be a symbol for why our God Allowed me to be made Yeah, cause what I have hurts Oh well
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Dec 24, 2011
Dec 24, 2011 at 7:27 PM UTC
*** Belly
Antsy and tired All of the time *** belly Where no baby should be Going on only what was said Always misinterpreting And a football game Is win or lose To some it’s live or die I see now what it is to be I see now what it means to fly Don’t know how the cherubs turned to demons But just as quickly they took the right form I never wanted these angels to be demons I see now that limits end with heights And now, all I want is to be alright Don’t care about being right Right now all I want is to be alright By you And who knows why I prefer things better broken and frayed Don’t want to be a symbol for why our God Allowed me to be made Yeah, cause what I have hurts Oh well
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Dec 24, 2011
Dec 24, 2011 at 7:27 PM UTC
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