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They're Always Sorry
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July 2011 Why do i always want to tell you how good i feel,
can't help but realize that these chills are real,
keeping me from looking down at my past,
jumping into first after trailing dead last,
started in the league spending money on my jewels,
moved to a new career, now i got no rules,
don't apologize it's alright to try and die,
took too big a hit so i step back and cry,
don't put me off because i'm on the rise,
yet i won't raise my face to look at your eyes,
friend tries to get with me she is so offshore,
well that only makes me want you more,
i wanna make you smile, hear your laugh,
smack my knee, on your behalf,
no rules so lets go wild like a safari,
foxy lady harshly starts with i'm really sorry...
