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A Day In My Shoes
You can stare
And you can laugh
And you can point your fingers
But do you ever really know
What goes on behind closed doors?
If you spent a day as me
Or walked a mile in my shoes
Your face would tell a different story
And you would show a little respect
I just say what the heck
As you try to break my neck.
Through closed eyes
You can't see
What it's like
To be ME
And until you FUCKING DO
I Suggest you GET A CLUE !
FUCK YOU!
If you spent a day as me
Or walked a mile in my shoes
Your face would tell a different story
And you would show a little respect
Be a better you
Thank you.
:)
And you can laugh
And you can point your fingers
But do you ever really know
What goes on behind closed doors?
If you spent a day as me
Or walked a mile in my shoes
Your face would tell a different story
And you would show a little respect
I just say what the heck
As you try to break my neck.
Through closed eyes
You can't see
What it's like
To be ME
And until you FUCKING DO
I Suggest you GET A CLUE !
FUCK YOU!
If you spent a day as me
Or walked a mile in my shoes
Your face would tell a different story
And you would show a little respect
Be a better you
Thank you.
:)
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