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idk why i do these things got a grasp on me and theyre pulling on my strings
like a doll i dont got too many means but i got hella problems least im makin hella g's
i dont see what they see in me if i really had the choice i wouldnt be living
want the truth, want security. i dont got that luck dont got luxuries
but its all good... idc anymore even though im leaving petals at your door
but its all good i cant take it much more, i dont wanna see my blood on the floor

idk why i do this shit *(stfucaio) sorry for profanity

dare

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