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From Under the Scar
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April 2012 I step into the room, all eyes fall on me,
can't recognize the man that i used to be,
dying from loves poison, tried millions of potions,
just to realize i've lost most of my emotions,
why must i wait instead of letting it happen?
hold in my bullshit so i don't talk crap and,
speak the truth or more likely speak a lie,
i don't know love and i won't bother to try,
tired of all these girls just wanting sex,
then throwing up a wall so nothing happens next,
you leave me perplexed but you're always in my thoughts,
pulling the strings and calling the shots,
i'll roll up another spliff and pretend you're all jokes,
categorize the hoes and give up on the pokes,
don't care how great you smell or how beautiful you are,
no heart beat comes from under the scar.
