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If you wanna branch out then leave,
i'll still chug on rum and smoke on trees,
not really one to ask you to stay,
cause i accumulated a whole lot of ass in one day,

i'm sure you'll miss me when i'm not around,
but you'll wish to be with me when i don't make a sound,
my heart went downtown, on a ledge now,
and somehow i actually managed to talk it down,

how can actions speak when all we have is voice?
you act like you're here by force when you're here by choice,
you've been acting like Houdini, disappearing, just go ahead yo,
i'd rather move on, so please, instead go,

now the way i read your voice in texts is strange,
sure you say the same words but somethings changed,
even though the heat wave is on, it still rains,
nothing like trying to hide all your real pain.