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Another day where life is the same
what should i do
singing and rapping about people in the hall of fame
we never had a clue
who to tell
but all our dreams begins to sail
pain and suffering
is the only thing i cause
i think my life is buffering
and i think it should pause
why people feelings
the only thing i seem to hit
im sick of all the killings
my dreams just turns into a pile of s*****
i wanna say sorry
but that person would hate me
only if my mans bacorry
warned me about the sea
well its my time to be a man
hope everyine would accept me for the thin boney strand