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Cloud Nine

I aint fakin out on this,

Just wait till I go slit my wrist,

****** ******* got me ******

I'ts time for you to pay your time,

You pushed the limits took what's mine.

Then sit there like it's supposed to be fine,

Don't need you wastin all my time.

Feels just like a ****** crime,

I'm done with you time to resign,

Never again will I be on cloud nine.

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Feb 12, 2011
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