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I'm trying to decide between mind and my attitude. I'm giving up the things I wanna be me and be not like you. Shy nervous and quiet sitting in the corner that's no longer me, You wanna figure out this kid then you'll just have to see. Because what I was what I am what I wanna be, I'm no longer blind it's your crossed-eyes that cannot see. A simple now now I think that I must give it up Insight pow my life just needs another cut.
I'm giving up what I used to be
This time I'm clean this time I just don't give a care. A whole new scene this life I live this time must be fair. Had 18 years at 19 I began again. This time no fears don't ask me why I told you when, Because to reach the top ,the top of which I lay my hope, My true friends knock they knock to make sure I don't choke. One day some day we'll all make it through just fine. Those days those days we'll all make up for wasted time.
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