David Wilson

Rookie (July 11 1991 / Florida)

Arms Wide


man am i sick of this drama comin out so quick
man am i sick of this s**t thats tryna stick
man yeah im sick but i dont care
i said that if you needed a hand id be there
long as you told me when, long as you showed me where
so tell me what its got yo doin now
this sick son of a b***h they call love
tell me where it hurt you and tell me how
this sick son of a b***h they call love
cuz if your an addict, then call me a drug
you can find me on the corner, arms wide wit a hug

Submitted: Saturday, June 16, 2007
Edited: Saturday, March 12, 2011
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