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So many people I promise a future to
But no mater what the ******** I do I could never come through
There’s just, too much drama and not enough balancing
Of my life and the things that really matter and
How can you say you know me by a face and a name?
You might know what I’m into but u don’t know the half
Of what I been through. There is so much more of a story that hides
Between the words I speak and the distorted lines,
I’m crossing, stepping over, falling backwards
These lines, and the lies designed to make me loose my mind.