its been awhile since i've wanted an excuse for the abuse. busy feeling sorry for your future cause i 've been reading palms that speak of lost chances and regrets. nights spent looking back as the cluster of night's thoughts keep you awake.
i'm one of jersey's best dancers. and noone can save her.
sleeping trouble sleep and this head wont empty.
baby, arm those words cause their the only shot you got against me, dont pretend cause you know
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