HOW IS IT
AT ONE POINT IN MY LIFE
YOU WAS ALL I CRAVED
I WAS A JUNKIE CHASING A HIGH
MENTALLY I WAS ENSLAVED
THERE WERE SOME LONELY NIGHTS
YOUR VOICE WAS MY ONLY WISH
I WAS THROWING IN THE HOOK
MAYBE THE BAIT WOULD CATCH THE PHISH???
BUT SOFT WORDS BECAME HARD
I GUESS MY STYLE
WAS DIFFERENT THAN OTHER GUYS
YOU WEREN'T USE TO COMMENTS
LIKE YOUR BEAUTIFUL
OR HOW I WOULD SAY
I LOVE THE COLOR OF YOUR EYES
YOU CEE
I WAS READY TO BAT
EVERY TIME I WOULD SWING
I WOULD MISS
WHAT TYPE OF SHIT IZ THAT
I GUESS TIME HEALED MY WOUNDS
I KNOW NOW WE WERE NEVER OFFICIAL
WISH I COULD OF KNOWN THE GAME WAS OVER
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I DIDN'T EVEN HEAR THE WHISTLE!!!
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