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I came into this life with no friends so whats the purpose to make amends if they had a purpose, they would of came in this world with me right? **** friends at even with me every night. where are they when it gets dark? cause thats when it usually peak why aren't they in my mind, to help me find the light I seek yea its great to have fun and sip on alcohol but who does it hurt when I'm drunk and fall? Why cant friends take away the pain I feel do they know that I starve as a meal they say friends come and go but if you're going to go then don't come cause you'll waiting on the street like a *** a friend is just a fiend in disguise drop the r and even you can see with your eyes but our eyes are what made us see them in the first place It's amazing what you can see with your eyes closed Especially if you have a vision Or how you could have everything And still think about everything missing Like I probably remember the times I missed out on More than the ones I lived I probably remember the haters that I did have More than friends I did Ya feel me?
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Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 4:43 AM UTC
Ya Feel Me?
I came into this life with no friends so whats the purpose to make amends if they had a purpose, they would of came in this world with me right? **** friends at even with me every night. where are they when it gets dark? cause thats when it usually peak why aren't they in my mind, to help me find the light I seek yea its great to have fun and sip on alcohol but who does it hurt when I'm drunk and fall? Why cant friends take away the pain I feel do they know that I starve as a meal they say friends come and go but if you're going to go then don't come cause you'll waiting on the street like a *** a friend is just a fiend in disguise drop the r and even you can see with your eyes but our eyes are what made us see them in the first place It's amazing what you can see with your eyes closed Especially if you have a vision Or how you could have everything And still think about everything missing Like I probably remember the times I missed out on More than the ones I lived I probably remember the haters that I did have More than friends I did Ya feel me?
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Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 4:43 AM UTC
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