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I don’t wanna lose my pride, but I’m bout to fuck a bitch up.
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Middle fingers up, put them hands high, wave it in his face, tell him: boy, bye.
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Love is strong, but I am evil.
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What’s the point of screaming out if no one gives a damn?
What’s the point of reaching out if no one lends a hand?
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My body breathes, heart still beats, but I am not alive.
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My head is like a prison cell, I’m all by myself.
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Take a risk, be a bitch. Go and show someone your fist.
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I'm aggresive regressive.
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I've got nothing left to lose.
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I ain’t thinking ‘bout you, I ain’t sorry.
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Nie ma przypadkowych spotkań i ludzie też nie stają na drodze naszego życia, ot tak. Każdy człowiek zostaje nam dany po coś, aby czymś nas ubogacić, dopełnić, coś pokazać czy uświadomić. / Monika A. Oleksa
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