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Diamond in the Rough

I didn't grow up privileged
have hard edges from growing up in hard places
fought for everything I've got
and those that don't know me �
act so cocky towards me �
feel like I have to always give my all �
just to prove I�m above the hatred �
yet I still get looked down on like, whatever �
never good enough for society's standards �
a fighter settling for a working man�s salary �
not that I mind it �
I get used to the everyday bullshit �
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I�m little bit dirty �
I�m little muddied up �
been dropped in the caverns � �
I�m a bit fucked up �
been longing for a moment �
trying to hold onto my touch �
wishing someone would rescue me �
I�m a diamond in the rough��
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there�s a hole in my soul
put there from years of abuse � �
yeah, it�s still killing me � �
longing for a pretty face
someone that can�fill that void
going through the wringer
dated wild ones, girly ones,
overly sensitive ones
but never the one that got me � �
starting to think maybe I'm hopeless
guess some men aren't meant to be loved

I�m little bit dirty �
I�m little muddied up �
been dropped in the caverns � �
I�m a bit fucked up �
been longing for a moment �
trying to hold onto my touch �
wishing someone would rescue me �
I�m a diamond in the rough
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coming home to an empty home �
kicking off my dirty work boots �
getting in the shower
embracing the warmth �
looking back at what used to be
wondering if the good moments are gone
well if that is true
then what is left for me? �
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covered in grime �
starting to lose my shine �
letting all the big moments pass me by �
looking towards the future �
burning the old me to dust�
there has to be a reason for everything �
still have my whole life to figure out my worth