Sam

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I share with you a story about a girl named Sam

Who walked the world like she didn't give a damn

She kissed all the boys and danced with the girls

Thought she knew how to live, she had her own world


One day she realized she was merely existing

Partying all night, sober resisting

She'd snort lines up her nose

Pop some pills with her bros

But she'd cry in the shower

Almost wanting that overdose


She was always the mistress, she swore it was a curse

The other woman was her, and it couldn't be worse

Everyone wanted her as a fuck, but not one to love

So she'd fuck around searching and look up above


For God never answered so she'd talk to the clouds

And the clouds never answered so she spoke to the ground

Accepting this evil was not who she was

But who she became from lacking real love


All the sex and drugs turned into a storm

With the thunder and lighting, a dark cloud took its form

Even though the sky and the heavens were blue

She couldn't see past the demon in her view


Was Sam a girl who truly lived?

She never gave chances and she'd never forgive

She was angry and hurt and sad in her mind

She forgot about goodness, she forgot about kind


You don't ever want to be the Girl named Sam

Fuck those who are worthy, give more of a damn

Stop with the pills, stop living a lie

For on the outside you'll be living but on the inside, you'll die.

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