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My father always told me to do your best  But what if my best isn't good enough A good life is a goal I can't reach Still from your glass houses you still preach A stable family life and money isn't something you can't teach You can hide your flaws behind logo jackets and the newest smart phones I drag mine across this stage because of a shattered  home and  these destructive thoughts that keep me from holding my own Desinger outerwear and a iPhone six can't heal scar or broken bones A strong male role model or a caring creator would still leave me to roam So **** the hypocritical south and **** whistling Dixie I don't think church or pharmaceuticals can fix me So **** your dreams of Mayberry and this town I'll never miss So **** the weight I carry and **** my last childhood wish I could overcome and get away from all of this.
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Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 4:51 PM UTC
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My father always told me to do your best  But what if my best isn't good enough A good life is a goal I can't reach Still from your glass houses you still preach A stable family life and money isn't something you can't teach You can hide your flaws behind logo jackets and the newest smart phones I drag mine across this stage because of a shattered  home and  these destructive thoughts that keep me from holding my own Desinger outerwear and a iPhone six can't heal scar or broken bones A strong male role model or a caring creator would still leave me to roam So **** the hypocritical south and **** whistling Dixie I don't think church or pharmaceuticals can fix me So **** your dreams of Mayberry and this town I'll never miss So **** the weight I carry and **** my last childhood wish I could overcome and get away from all of this.
brandon-reid-swaim
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Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 4:51 PM UTC
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