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Jul 2014
I woke up and felt like I needed to sleep more
But I could not
I woke up and nothing really mattered, it ***** how I have to look through things and see their worth the same way I saw them the night before
I feel like people think a little bit more than they feel
I feel a tornado in my head moving around my thoughts, but they're still intact
I have business ideas, but I have no idea where to even look for help
I dont give a **** from 7am all the way until 3am
My pictures are lame I just take what I like
My followers on insta are thirsty and so is your girl
My friends don't care about the government
My brother makes $37 an hour
My dad still lies to my face even though I'm already grown
My mom doesn't have faith in God like she claims to have
I'm coming back from a bike ride even if the worst happens
My motives were women but the clock keeps going even when you feel a still in your character
I couldn't care less about Benjamins
The faces keep piling but I'm still looking for sales
I mean how can people be so Texas weather when you only feel love for them
I mean 90 degrees to below freezing is a such a hard pill to swallow
My high is drained in cups of liquor I never sipped
My system clean, whistles aren't so clean
And I hope to be on your hit list
David Bojay
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David Bojay  Dallas
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