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He didn't hit me for a home |
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Or hit me up 'cause he was cold |
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He was addicted to drugs |
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And i could see that in his eyes |
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What about me? |
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Well i was only rolled |
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He didn't rob me for food |
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It wasn't hunger, but a jonze |
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He needed a fix, |
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Someone will fix my broken bones |
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And i'll feel better in the morning |
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The pain will fade as time goes by |
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What was taken, |
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I won't miss, or i'll replace |
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Nevermind me, well i'm all right |
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He seemed to hate what he was doing |
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He sure knew how to get it done |
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Possessed by an addiction |
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I don't have to comprehend |
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What about me? |
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Well he whipped me with a gun |
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He didn't rob me for food |
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It wasn't hunger, but a jonze |
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He needed a fix, |
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Someone will fix my broken bones |
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And i'll feel better in the morning |
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The pain will fade as time goes by |
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What was taken, |
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I won't miss, or i'll replace |
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Nevermind me, well i'm all right |
