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It went from playing it cool To getting played like a fool No broken rules But the rule was to not forget And to not fall out of it Or wake up from it I deemed it permanent But you weren't meant for it Your choice not mine Your choice I'm keeping my time I tripped on this and then I looked in the mirror took a Xanax And I don't trip on the little **** anymore
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 8:00 AM UTC
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It went from playing it cool To getting played like a fool No broken rules But the rule was to not forget And to not fall out of it Or wake up from it I deemed it permanent But you weren't meant for it Your choice not mine Your choice I'm keeping my time I tripped on this and then I looked in the mirror took a Xanax And I don't trip on the little **** anymore
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 8:00 AM UTC
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