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Turning the Tables

by @all-together-by-yourself

Work two hard for all the shit that I take I struggle to much for what I get paid I sleep on a pill laid up in my room not wanting the dawn to come into bloom It's been like this since twenty-four Can't find or accomplish anything I was looking for Don't know if there is a god for the tears that have been shed or the suffering bed Been told i was ugly and better off dead I am so unhappy with what all that's been rattling in my head But Nothing's Changable so Stop Wishing they said I want the life I dreamt of ... Oh?! They Never said I had to settle for this universe or this curse But i keep making mistakes, listening to them, and they keep me at my worst It can be hard with no one to trust but that's a toilers tail in this life full of dust Shooting for the stars should always be a must Outlive them in a glory that makes me happy is an absolute must!!
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American
Published
Aug 2, 2013
Time
2m
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