It wasn't in my blood
then came the flood
I found the one again
I wish I let her in
I am so different
my chances came and went
need help to pay the rent
my chances came and went
It's so goddamn bittersweet
been less than two whole weeks
someone free my soul
I'll pay the stupid toll
Help me help me free me now
wondering if I'll ever learn how
to be a man in the modern age
I need someone to turn my page
About the Creator
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