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Jun 2014
I thought it was good
I thought it was grand
I was dating a white man, then he said I was no good
But he called me his silver lining
Isn't that a calling
But then they said that's a warning
And I didn't think that with all his begging
Then I was his rock
I was his boat
I kept him afloat
Now they say
I'm nothing but a scapegoat
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