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Apr 2017
I ask questions
I can mind my business
My nose has strong sent
That doesn't mean I have to hunt for realist
...
Some people make the realist prohibit
So models are manikins now
The category of the fakest description
...
Checking phones
To see who's on
Hiding things from people who try to stay for very long
Never spoke words of it
Until they dead and gone
Hearing heart beat going slow
Like its a controlled metronome
...
I mean
Getting stab by a friend
Now a days seems cool
Even getting shot
And to live you had to hide
So i hid in water
And start drowning in a pool
Not knowing what to do
....
Every step I take makes wonder if I can trust you too
Written by
Lil K-1
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