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Numb, A beautiful disaster.Addict my inferior excuse. Lying about the chemical abuse. Hate flows thicker than blood. (Gunshot) My mind no longer autitive. BAM! Scenes of the life I never lived flashed through my head. A cruel mistake, I'm 17. I'm dead...
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I seem to be lost no matter what road I'm on. I keep crashing into life's dead ends, but yet I still keep moving forward.
Surrounded by the ghetto, i'm a soldier of the streets. And I don't have time for disappointment.
Surrounded by the ghetto, i'm a soldier of the streets. And I don't have time for disappointment.
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