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please don't call
I did it again
I said something
I'm not sure what it was
But you are off again
On the next rant
The next tangent
The wrath of your
Self righteousness
Is raining down on my head
I should get my self a helmet
And some ear plugs
Til this storm has passed
I tried to divert it
I tried to deflect
But like a heat seaking missile
You aimed straight for my heart
So here we are again
You up in arms
Me trying to please
Only this time I don't
Care to
To this never ending
Shit I say
Dueces bitch
I will see you in hell
Before I crawl back
On my knees
So please .....
Don't call
Because I won't take the call
I said something
I'm not sure what it was
But you are off again
On the next rant
The next tangent
The wrath of your
Self righteousness
Is raining down on my head
I should get my self a helmet
And some ear plugs
Til this storm has passed
I tried to divert it
I tried to deflect
But like a heat seaking missile
You aimed straight for my heart
So here we are again
You up in arms
Me trying to please
Only this time I don't
Care to
To this never ending
Shit I say
Dueces bitch
I will see you in hell
Before I crawl back
On my knees
So please .....
Don't call
Because I won't take the call
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