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They Don't Care
They don't care
Unless it comes with convenience
You keep them skeletons in that closet
You keep on battling demons
Late nights hear you screaming
But next day, you're okay
Spit that deep shit, give advice
Make them mfs day
Promise them everything
Protect them in ways you've never been protected
Give them everything you are
And watch them swear that you neglect them
Not enough
That's some shit you'll never ever be
And them monsters that haunt you
Promise you'll never feel relief
"But I gave you everything"
They don't give a fuck, they spit that shit up in yo face
Niggas watch you like a predator
Feed off you every time they crave a taste
Hoping that you'll fade away
Hoping that you'll end soon
Looking at the sunny skies
Yet fantasizing about the moon
Forced to keep your cool
So much riding on that shit
Dealt with everything too long
It would be a shame to call it quits
But this pain embedded in you
With wounds constantly reopened
And pretenses of solidity
When You down and feeling hopeless...
But fuck you though
They don't care about the pain you hold inside
Fuck you though
They don't care about the longevity of your life
Fuck you though
They don't need you anyway
Fuck you though
Might as well kill yourself today
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