Stop staring at me.
Life and endless struggle.
Between us and the local.
Are you going to ask me out then.
I'm walking on glass towards the freedom.
Yeah so I'm right here, standing right in front of you.
It's a perseverance to the one Thing.
Many blows were struck, But in the end we all went home drunk.
Sooo what are you going to do.
Give into the pain and its torment, Persevere and it creates.
ARE YOU.Going to ask me out then?
Well you know I'm busy being a killa.
That's an awesome story bro, Keep on keeping on.
So you're always taking showers with a bunch of dudes.
Yeah you're stupid, But that's okay cuz your pretty.
I know you see the sky, But do you appreciate the stars.
So what do you do, Other than blow smoke and get drunk?
Just kidding, Your stupid and ugly.
I run my ass off every goddamn day!
Looking at the sunset its like life, Going going gone
OH...MY...GOD, You are so fucking lame.
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