"i'm stuck with random stray hairs, from ex-lovers
entangled in each other's desire to stay here beyond their welcome
sharing the same common problem
blonde and brunette tightly knit
and i don't fit in with split ends
didn't have to worry about them taking me from my dividends
payed my dues spending time by myself
she was with her friends
mingling with single men
say things like hitting skins to them
thinking it's innocent but then giving me guilty grins
swimming with filthy fins
knocking boots, kicking my shins
shark infested water torture treatment get beat by the timbalands
feet is shivering walking on cold rage
roses like unrelationships, too impatient to die of old age"
A love story
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A Love Story, if told correctly, will do nothing less than ruin your heart.
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