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I'm too ****** up can't fix me now Not sure I would even know how Probably wouldn't change if I could Too bad to want to be good Head strong and stuck in my ways Natural born rebel...Can't do as they say Too wrong trying to be right Rather sleep in the woods any night Then fall asleep in the presence of men Shiesty disguised as your friends I'm too ****** up and far to lost Too much time passed; my blackened soul rots Too ****** up to ever be found No hope for my Gypsy won't slow down They say I'll never settle in I'm too ****** up; I've always been Born and raised in old school ways I miss how it was those days I'm ****** up but so's the rest of this world Not simple like when I was a little girl So I'm okay with my ****** up self Rather be me than anyone else I am okay; Forgiven my sins I am at peace with the life I've lived A few regrets yet they taught me alot Lucky to have the ones I've still got Angels watched over me all my life Sent as friends I met over time Though their wings tattered and torn Still Angels to this ****** up girl To far gone to wanna go home- This life the only life I know I'm not right but I'm right enough Can't fix me now; I like to be ****** up
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 7:13 AM UTC
TOO ****** UP TO FIX
I'm too ****** up can't fix me now Not sure I would even know how Probably wouldn't change if I could Too bad to want to be good Head strong and stuck in my ways Natural born rebel...Can't do as they say Too wrong trying to be right Rather sleep in the woods any night Then fall asleep in the presence of men Shiesty disguised as your friends I'm too ****** up and far to lost Too much time passed; my blackened soul rots Too ****** up to ever be found No hope for my Gypsy won't slow down They say I'll never settle in I'm too ****** up; I've always been Born and raised in old school ways I miss how it was those days I'm ****** up but so's the rest of this world Not simple like when I was a little girl So I'm okay with my ****** up self Rather be me than anyone else I am okay; Forgiven my sins I am at peace with the life I've lived A few regrets yet they taught me alot Lucky to have the ones I've still got Angels watched over me all my life Sent as friends I met over time Though their wings tattered and torn Still Angels to this ****** up girl To far gone to wanna go home- This life the only life I know I'm not right but I'm right enough Can't fix me now; I like to be ****** up
sheila-m-king
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 7:13 AM UTC
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