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livin' the life You wanna be famous You wanna be the one who's takin' the dream ride All day, all night The camera's on and it never lies You're under
it Your apologies are in vain (Sanne) So tell me You didn't mean to hurt me You don't want to make me cry But not another single tears will leave my eyes (Play
on my side on my side Leaving you has turned out to be My personal victory that's right I'm breaking out and taking back my life It's my personal victory
do something Cuz I won't let you wiggle off, off the hook I'm so bad at being good And I got you all wrapped around my finger, Round my finger Go on
's wise, no You borrowed someone's car and then you crashed it Enough is enough, get off of my couch I'm sick of your stuff takin' over my house You'
under my skin She can't, she can't get under my skin She can't, she can't get under my skin She can't, she can't get under my skin Why does she think
Ok, I knew, I knew from the beginning Everybody's got a past But now with you, I see a hidden meaning And I ain't gonna sit with that I close my eyes
date you bring me flowers Sit and talk about how close you're with your mother Mention how golden you live As if that shit would be impressive My wallet
many nights Just arguing, and fight with him OLver nothing That was all waste of time Now that you're on my mind Now you fill my mind You're in my mind
habit It's in my blood I'm taking Cause you're a drug And I'm an addict I know I gotta kick a nasty habit It's in my blood The shots I'm taking I still
under my skin There's this girl and she's wearing me thin And I think she's the reason That it's open broken hearted season U can spend your whole lifetime Under my skin
living under my skin There's this girl and she's wearing me thin And I think she's the reason That it's open broken hearted season U can spend your whole lifetime Under my skin
, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets Wake up shiverin', pull my
my name Wind is calling India, India, India It's a typical Savannah day so I take my guitar to the park and I play Sitting up under the live oak tree
my guitar to the park and I play Sitting up under the live oak tree is the strangest feeling came over me Is this the tree where my brother was hung
, fuck y'all niggas Woo, yeah, I'm tellin' ya when I die You can see what's deep in my eye, my eye You can see what's deep in my eye, my eye 7 Sign I
