they say i have more than i could ever need
and who the hell am i to be so unhappy
they say if i keep livin like a do
hell will be comin round for me soon
i say ive been through it once
and i pulled through
they say i cannot be trusted
that pale skin
mixed with a lil gin
wears my judgement thin
they say i go about the things the wrong way
thou who throws the first stone
shall be judged all the same
well i
im the jury today
im so tired
listening to what they have to say
it doesnt matter
never have
never will
tell me
what you have to say
what you think
the feeling you have
when i leave
do you miss me
the next day
i say
take that chance
fall into my arms again
everything i ever promised
will come true this time

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