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I was once a rebel I did some things I wasn't expected to do I am a hard headed kid Don't know how to listen Don't care if someone will get hurt Or if someone will be harmed Then one day I saw my mom cry And all of a sudden everything's change I tried hard to be good enough For my works to be sufficient For her to be proud of me For her to be happy Though it takes so much wounds on me I took all the risk Somehow people can change. I thought so Cause once a Black Sheep Will always be a Black Sheep
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 5:58 AM UTC
Black Sheep
I was once a rebel I did some things I wasn't expected to do I am a hard headed kid Don't know how to listen Don't care if someone will get hurt Or if someone will be harmed Then one day I saw my mom cry And all of a sudden everything's change I tried hard to be good enough For my works to be sufficient For her to be proud of me For her to be happy Though it takes so much wounds on me I took all the risk Somehow people can change. I thought so Cause once a Black Sheep Will always be a Black Sheep
georje-galimba
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 5:58 AM UTC
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