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Oct 2015
You don't like me, okay.
Just do me a favor and stay out of my way.
You tell me to pack up an run for the south.
Just do me a favor and keep my name out of your mouth.
Not everyone will like you, not everyone will keep your trust, but its okay.  Because while their driving off a cliff we'll just step out of the way.
Written by
James
212
   --- and Coko
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