i was broke
and i'm b l a n k
can't find something
to
live for
so don't blame me
cause it's all
your
fault
sick of this yes i am gotta move on i'm moving on or i think am
or i wish i am
because it's always like that
there's always someone who gets me through the storm
yes there is
then like a
storm
you crash back again
i'd prefer the c
l
i
f
f
the mean cliff
then the mean,
mean
circle
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