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Tryna stop these tears but they keep on coming Life is too much I think its bout time I stop running Running from the problem cause its not gonna leave Life itself has become my own pet peeve Rather know the truth cause the lies I can't take Tryna find happiness but seems like all my heart do is ache Left alone just one time to many Has my worth feeling less than a penny Wonder if its possible to be happy around me But its not about jara so I just let people be Try not to take it personal like monica said But when its said and done I'm crying all night in my bed Listening to this dude rhyme on the train When all he wants is to get paid and maybe fame makes me feel privileged as I look out my window pane Not tryna whine cuz that's not what I do Ask anyone I'm as sweet as honey melon dew
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Dec 15, 2011
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