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things can't seem to be right..
everything i do is wrong..
you're always right, you're always right
i'm rude.
i got it from u, bitch..
u would die for u daughters..
u wouldn't even care if i died, would u?
i don't mind, i don't mind..
hear this..
i'm just buying time..
to get my fat ass out of this craphole..
i just need to know, need to know..
why are u such a bitch..
i need to fucking know..
is it because i don't fulfill your expectations..
or i'm not smart..
GOD, i need to know..
even when i do the right thing,
u're still on my case..
okay enough..
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on the way to the mosque in indonesia..

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isn't he the cutest..

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that's what gonna save me

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the hole of death
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so..that's my trip to Indonesia..
to face death..and learn something from it
well it was quite fun actually..
the people there are friendly buggers..
their hospitality is remarkable...
the don't care for ur name..
just as long u are having the time of ur life..
well...there is a video of the sacrifice..
but my stupid cousin haven't give it to me yet..
well till here then
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"and i..i think i'll change my ways
so all your words get noted
tomorrow's a brand new day"
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"people ask me how i'm doing..
but every question still has u in,
i say i'm fine
but i never think about u
but you're always on my mind"
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Listening to: OneRepublic - Stop & Stare
via FoxyTunes

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