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* I got a lot on my mind I'm dying to let it out.* This relationship has gone sour The sweet venom losing it's edge. I'm opening my eyes to a new reality How could hope fail me I believed in you & I It's ashame to watch it die. Checkers, chess, hopscotch, I played those games when I was 12. You drag me around like a rag doll A piece in a game I don't want to play Love is faith Love is hope How can we overcome if you don't have both? How will we survive when mine continue to die? We're holding on by a thread I see the splits I see the rips This is done for, no more bliss Letting small things go When they really continue to build up Creating frustrations in me I don't need to know. My lover, my best friend, my everything. That's what you're supposed to be Yet, I feel like just your ***** And I'm not down with it, you see Trust, trust, trust, and truth Lying about small things Why should I believe you? Without trust, why should I love you? Taking my innocence for granted You'll rue that Taking my heart and slamming it What's wrong with you? Acknowledging your love, Well I'm still looking for it. You're my karma. I'm the one that got away.
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 6:31 PM UTC
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* I got a lot on my mind I'm dying to let it out.* This relationship has gone sour The sweet venom losing it's edge. I'm opening my eyes to a new reality How could hope fail me I believed in you & I It's ashame to watch it die. Checkers, chess, hopscotch, I played those games when I was 12. You drag me around like a rag doll A piece in a game I don't want to play Love is faith Love is hope How can we overcome if you don't have both? How will we survive when mine continue to die? We're holding on by a thread I see the splits I see the rips This is done for, no more bliss Letting small things go When they really continue to build up Creating frustrations in me I don't need to know. My lover, my best friend, my everything. That's what you're supposed to be Yet, I feel like just your ***** And I'm not down with it, you see Trust, trust, trust, and truth Lying about small things Why should I believe you? Without trust, why should I love you? Taking my innocence for granted You'll rue that Taking my heart and slamming it What's wrong with you? Acknowledging your love, Well I'm still looking for it. You're my karma. I'm the one that got away.
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 6:31 PM UTC
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