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Jun 2015
I really can't be mad. I have myself to blame
What she's done to me, I've done just the same
Still far ahead, but so sick of this game
Maybe it's too late, I have myself to blame.

Don't hold your feelings in, maybe it's too late.
If you miss your chance, you'll have your self to hate
In this life you carry a lot of weight
Get your **** together, maybe it's too late.

Move quick, get your **** together.
Face it, you can't live like this forever.
Brace yourself, you're in for nasty weather
Here comes pain, get your **** together.

Not much longer, here comes pain
So much to lose, so much to gain
Looking for sun, standing in the rain
I really can't be mad. I have myself to blame
Misplaced Texan
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