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My Life

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fireyfreedom

Published: Nov 1, 2011

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So, someone wanna tell me who the fuck decided this was my life?
EH? Anybody volunteering?
Aight, so let me get this straight
Ain't nobody told me my life's gotta be this way?

So what's keeping me here?
After all the lies and all the tears
Why is it I'm surrounded by fear
This isn't me,
That girl on the floor,
So it's time to take my life
And walk on out the door

What is here that's different from there?
Chocking on my own inhibitions
Baby I gotta break free,
But don't worry, it's not you it's me
That isn't me,
That girl on your bed,
So I'm taking off
I ain't getting wed
So some dickwad boy
That don't see,
This isn't really me

Fine, I'm not your dream girl,
This ain't my dream life
Cocktail parties, sweat stained sheets,
I'm breaking up inside
Always sick, always high
So I gotta blow this town,
It's time to take back what's mine

No one says I have to live this life
No one says it's this or die
So when you wake up I'll be gone
No more bullshit no more lies
This isn't me
The girl in the mirror
I'm taking off
And maybe this'll get clearer

Baby this is my life,
And I'm tired of living it your way,
Ain't no one gonna make me,
Ain't nothing gonna take me
Ain't nothing gonna break me
This is my life,
That girl there
See ya sucker.

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alright listen up! No one says you have to live the life your living. If you don't likeit, Change it. Stop fucking whining.

(All of this is directed inwards, please ignore my inner voices)

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