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I'M Tired Of You

I'm sick you, getting your way
Everytime you want something
You get it without question
Its not fair.
Mom always takes your side
And Dad wont say anything
Because of Mom

You think you know everything
But thats a laugh
In reality, you know nothing
And when I'm succeeding in life
You'll be at home on the couch

You bad mouth me
And the choices I make
But thats the thing
They're my choices

I'm tired of you
And they things you say
So i'm saying this.
Good bye brother.
Angel Croshier
Thursday, December 14, 2006
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