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if i'd been in your shoesi don't think i would'a choosedto do anything i knew you couldn't barenow if it were up to me you'd be swallowed by the seaand you'd never ever come back up for airi don't mean no offensebut your life's a fucking messand i'm overtired of calling you my friendyou're unemployed and boredmore and more, i'm pretty surethat i'm happy that you couldn't hold your endoohi came here for my bearingsand i left with understandingwhy you're gradually ending up more on your ownyou look just like a sheepfor someone with such sharp teethafter all this time, your cover's finally blownoooh From Letras Mania