me....
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all I wanted in my life was 2 be seen
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it was all or nothing
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nothing inbetween
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I had to proove myself
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stronger than my needs
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In time
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when I was giving up the fight 2 carry on
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when all the happiness inside of me was gone
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It didn? matter what I did cuz all was wrong.
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There? a part of me
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who just can? see
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why you believe in a scum like me
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I care no more
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why can? u see
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I磎 thinking of being loved
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I feel
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that I?e been holding on 2 long to history
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my mistakes have been the same repetitively
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it? a feeling of mistake and misery
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A voice
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always questioning everything I do
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It? always there 2 make me feel a kinda?blue
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makes me feel that I am nothing but a fool
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Chorus
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Instead
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of being proud of all the good
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things that I?e gone
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I take a step aside, I hit and run
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cuz I feel that I have fooled you all along
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cuz when you look under the surface
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you will see
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that what you think is big and strong
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is only me
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Scum Like Me
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| Meja |
