I don't want to fight
I want to rest
be on top and be the best
most of the time things are deep
letting your hair down and wiping your feet
grasping at straws
flappin your jaws
about things that you know nothing about
until i tell you
when will you not be in mine?.
stay out of my things
we do not have much time
get over there before the bell rings
try to under stand
i am not here to hold your hand
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