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I should lay around and curse the day

that I fell apon your sword

Cause I'm a poor boy

and your smile is a drug

that I can't afford

anymoreyour tongue tied talker with sleepy eyes

that always get the last word

you're not broken

you're just tired and it shows



when you're done acting tough

you only take two and a quater to get f****ed up

and when you say you're in love

you just sound like your giving upto say I'll be alright would be a risky bet

'cause I'm about as good as I'm going to get

these chains are tight

and the courage that I showed

left a long time ago

just so you know

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