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First you smile at lord, I found you first Liquified inside you, But it hurts if I even see you Make you smile, I look over and cry, I get by!! But that's to bad you get stuck with all alone! Look at yourself you ain't no genius!!! You want to find, you won't find me, I'm coming home, but I First you raining for, It can't be seen Liquified him more and more, F*ck you b*tch! -gibberish- to go and I go and I and I don't know Cause I'm sick and this ain't fun at all!!! But that's too bad you get stuck with whores Look at yourself you ain't no genius you want to fly, you won't find me I'm coming home I But that's too bad you get stuck with whores Look at yourself you ain't no genius you want to find you won't find me I'm coming home,hurt You got hair, clothes,the fashion, the cash flow How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know You got hair, clothes,the fashion, the cash flow How the fuck you gonna tell me something Your this close to fashion, the cash flow How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know Your this close to fashion,the cash flow How the fuck you gonna tell me something Tell me something Letras de cancionesSay your prayers But that's too bad you get stuck with all alone Look at yourself you ain't no genius you want to find, you won't find me I'm coming home I From Letras Mania