The room is filled with strangers,
Wondering who is a true "Power Ranger,"
Everyone here is fake,
It's starting to give me a headache,
All they do is start drama,
Having to run to their mamas,
Saying I started it,
Can I throw them into a pit,
Saying stuff behind my back,
I'll turn around and attack,
I can't trust anyone,
Other than the one and only "Jesus Christ" the son,
It's hard to stay calm,
All I wanna do is throw a bomb,
It'll make them go away,
But I won't have enough to repay,
I hate when they lie,
Cause I don't understand why,
It doesn't matter to me,
I like being free,
I have 2 best friends,
And I wouldn't want anyone better in thee end.
March 17th, 2016
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If It Wasn't For You
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