AWARENESS/PARANVIA
I LOST A LOT OF ENERGY AND NERVES, I'VE BEEN STUFFED WITH LIES SINCE MY BIRTH, TIRED OF BEING AT THE LEVEL OF DIRT, TIRED OF THE PAIN OF THE STITCHES THAT COME APART AT THE HEART, AT THE HEART, I'M AFRAID TO GET A NEW WAVE THAT WILL FINALLY BREAK ME IN HALF, BREAK ME IN HALF, I'M HOLDING ON TO THE THREADS THAT ARE ABOUT TO BREAK, ABOUTTA BREAK, I AIN'T ALLOW ANY GIRL TO APPROACH ME, I PERCEIVE THEM AS A SNAKE, AS A SNAKE, THEY'RE UNPREDICTABLE, I DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY ARE GONNA TAKE THIS TIME Life is beautiful there is no doubt, I left the problems, I didn't have the strength to eliminate 'em, BUT THERE'S SO MANY ASSHOLES THAT PULLING ME DOWN, I DON'T GET ALONG WITH 'EM YEAH, YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT THAT I'M PARANOID, AIN'T POINT YO' FINGER AT MY DIFFERENCES, WHY DO YOU CALL ME AN OUTCAST? I'M ALONE CUZ OF PRECAUTION N' EXPERIENCE, YOU DON'T KNOW ME, AND EVEN MORE SO MY PAST WHY AM I SO DISGUSTIN' TO YOU? YOU HATE ME NO MATTER WHAT I DO, YOU JUST CANNOT TAKE MY POINT OF VIEW, YOU DESTROY MY IDENTITY, I SHOULD STAY AWAY FROM YOU, ALL YOUR ACCUSATIONS MELT MY BRAIN, DO YOU THINK I'M CONTROLLABLE AND YOU CAN MANIPULATE? IF YES, THEN THIS IS YOUR GLOBAL MISTAKE, YOU WON'T TAKE ME SO EASY ON A PLATE
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