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I Used to Southern Rock

some people treat me with disrespect
I have a lot
but not many friends
I want to be liked
but I can’t hold myself back
not putting up barriers
it's got to be me with no limits
this is the person I wish to be
so sorry if you can’t understand
I just have to rock
even if it leaves me lonely

dark nights comfort the drunken soul 
sitting silently on my porch
reflecting on my past relationships
had partners that tried to train me 
treated me like a dog
that's no way to be loved
so I had to hit that dusty road
some people give and give
until there's nothing left of them
I can't even imagine

hopeless romantic, kind, and loving 
at the end of it all I found the one for me
rambling, incoherent, with a strong buzz 
happy yet miserable is the life of a king 
I want respect and friendships 
but not at the price of my humanity 
all I'm willing to give
is my heart on my sleeve
may seem mediocre
but that's a real kingdom to me
a family that sees the true heart

I have a castle with a queen 
my spiritual awakening 
I worked hard for this
be damned if I let anyone talk that down
so I’ll drink till I see the sunrise
see it's beautiful mystique
it's the best way to kill the pain
reminding me that there’s more 
more hope, more love
and more disappointment 
it’s up to me to decide
who is worth my loyalty
Written by DevilsChild
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