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Oct 2015
Don't tell me that there is, many fish in the see
bringing me down so much, i crumbled in debris
does it get any easier? time will only tell.
want to ask you so much but it'll never turn out well

tell me that I'm right, and you'll take it slow

i just make some songs, and spill my mind out on the sheets
i just want to know the truth, how you feel about me
gotta let me know, gotta let me go, well i don't wanna go
keep on calling me, i don't wanna be, what you're calling
if you knew the truth would it change anything?
Corey Alexander Johnson
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Corey Alexander Johnson  baltimore
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