bye

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he comes home late every night
just came back from a fight

he wishes things could go back to the way they were
fame and fortune was his lure

if he didn't do the things he has done
doing anything that seemed fun

going drinking with his boys
treating women like they're toys

money and attention get to his head
the old him is dead

rest in peace to the old you
cause i'm no longer your boo

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