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The Truth Is Great

Is it the truth?

Or is it just another lie

Your known for that you know

Countless times you've said "I'm kicking him out"

Don't you realize you sound like an idiot every ******* time

At first I thought it was the truth but soon I learned it's all ********

How would I pay the bills without him that's your ******* excuse

So I'm gone for good I'm not coming back home

It was me or him and you picked him over your own child

So go live your happy life without me cause were all better off that way

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cynthia-clark
Armenian
Published
Jun 25, 2010
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