Things have been fucked up
For sure another thing will fuck me up
No matter how hard I'd try to make it up
At the ending I will always fuck it up
I ain't giving up
I only thing that I know what's up
Then I tear up
Maybe this is a phase for us to grow up
When everything is screwed up
All the bad thoughts are stacked up
I start looking up
I think my mind will blow up
But, aye, hold up
I am the only one who could lift myself up
No one gonna catch up neither come up
I gotta stand up
I gotta dress up
I gotta make up
So then I could rise up
Like in the morning when the sun is popping up
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Things We Wish We Had Said Or Did.
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