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Sometimes when I wake, why does life feel so fake... Why is the girl I love, as mean as a snake.... Where are those words of kindness... Which have been replaced with hate.. Why has making love, been replaced with a kick to the head... Why has laying in bed together laughing, to her she procrastinate Go ask Jake the snake For Pete sake For a keepsake Steal from Peter and Paul and Jake Jake the snake fish rate Tate on tape and faith Now men ******* over me ********** Even club tax and DJ I am a single princess at stake Seeing through ******** slate Now we in a bullcrap state The toll bridge is golden gate
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Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 9:06 AM UTC
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Sometimes when I wake, why does life feel so fake... Why is the girl I love, as mean as a snake.... Where are those words of kindness... Which have been replaced with hate.. Why has making love, been replaced with a kick to the head... Why has laying in bed together laughing, to her she procrastinate Go ask Jake the snake For Pete sake For a keepsake Steal from Peter and Paul and Jake Jake the snake fish rate Tate on tape and faith Now men ******* over me ********** Even club tax and DJ I am a single princess at stake Seeing through ******** slate Now we in a bullcrap state The toll bridge is golden gate
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Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 9:06 AM UTC
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