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It might seem like i am living life, but it is alot of blood and tears that i had to fight to get to were i am today
I have to pretend like nothings wrong, it start with this fack smile i have spreaded acrose my face
Giving people what they want and need, but i am looking around asking people do they see me
When i talk i wonder do anyone hear me, it seems like i am surounded by 4 walls, is that how it supose to be
When i look out these cloudy eyes, it comes from all the rough times and all

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