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met a friend few days ago he ain't missing you at all shit you did didn't help you much always thought you ain't worth a fuck six months gone by like a flash strange enough look, I survived always thought I ain't this tough you never krew who you dealt with, well I am rough stay, I don't want you to stay stay...away...stay...away writing threats are your last idea of fun felt so pissed off at the time I remember a night at the squat you never moved a finger I think it sucks well we've forgotten you and all the shit you put us through you stabbed us all in the back and then you got your car crashed my cigarette is almost up you got this far and now it's too late, we all say no more time to waste with you stay, I don't want you to stay stay...away...stay...away From Letras Mania