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No Shrinks.

I gotta think awhile
I gotta make a smile
just to get you to go away
let me go on with my day

You can't cure depression
with your popping pills
Just like you can't cure me
with your smaking lips
and nothingness
just let me get through this

Hold your breath till I care
till you see the happiness I bear
you take awhile
and let me know
Is this a real smile
is your conern sincere
Just go smoke your cigar
and drink your beer
Quit it
i know why you're here.
Written by SilverMoon (Miranda)
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