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He said . . .

He said ,"You can't pull strings when your hands are tied ."

 

Is it because you are made of steel and glass ?

 

Everyone is hollering about their birthday

 

"No", he said , "No one loves you cause your damaged , down and out ."

 

"Everytime I put my finger on it , it just slips away ."

 

"Looking into the mirror is like punching an angry bumblebee. "

 

"If I scratch your back will you knife mine ?"

 

Then he said ,"If no one loves you when your down and out just wait until you are six feet under ground." https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=TngViNw2pOo&si=gJzEQZmj-CJIvQcL

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75 / M / Birmingham , Alabama
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Jan 8
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