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Jas Mace |
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We all make mistakes, that's what life's about |
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Gotta know, every fight ain't a title bout |
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We live and we learn, take turns forgiving |
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He isn't perfect and you ain't always a princess |
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Yeah he told me about the friends you've been keeping |
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Creeping on the weekends with other people you're sleeping |
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That's my brother you hurt him and I'm a hurt you |
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He ain't lying I was there when he called you |
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You know he loves you, why're you playing with his emotions |
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You haven't even checking in a week, he's roller coastin' |
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What're you talking about that girl meant nothing |
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He did it for revenge why're you sitting here fronting |
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You're acting like he hit you or something, like he bit you or something |
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Like he threw you on the ground and tried to rape you or something |
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What? You expect me to believe that |
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No way man, can't even see that |
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Waldo Black |
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In every story |
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Every struggle |
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There's pain in truth |
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And love's in the middle |
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So I'm asking you |
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How will our story end |
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How will our story end |
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Will we just start again |
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Will we just start again |
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Jas Mace |
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Let me ask you this |
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If you hate him that much why're still around |
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How can you still love this man if he always beats you down |
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You can have anyone that you wanted |
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But you're running with someone you claim abuses you |
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What can I do, that you can't do for your self |
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Take those clothes off the shelf |
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And hit the road like a jack hammer drove into the concrete |
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All these excuses are weak |
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I never thought it was like that but now I think back |
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There was a lot of bruises, bad news and dark glasses |
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In dark places, damn it all makes sense now |
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How could I have not seen the warning signs |
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I apologize for being so blind |
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Yeah he's like a brother, but you've been like a sister |
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So the next time I see him I'm a put the fist to chin |
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Put your hands on a woman, now that's that coward **** |
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The same type to run from a man once the drama hits |
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Waldo Black |
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In every story |
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Every struggle |
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There's pain in truth |
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And love's in the middle |
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So I'm asking you |
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How will our story end |
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How will our story end |
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Will we just start again |
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Will we just start again |
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You, me, we are lost |
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The pain, the trust, the lust, the love |
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The pain he caused you hurts down in your soul baby |
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But don't you think that this world is so cold baby |
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In every story |
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Every struggle |
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There's pain in truth |
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And love's in the middle |
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So I'm asking you |
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How will our story end |
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How will our story end |
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Will we just start again |
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Will we just start again |
