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Shaking my worry til it falls to the floor,
Taking all my complains and locking them behind a door,
Anything to stay calm and keep cool,
You're always on a pedestal like an ash tray on a high stool,

Can i even admit that there are those i miss?
Are there any girls out there who actually miss?
Lies have been told by girls in the billions,
Mistakes have been chosen by me in the millions,

Karma tends to always take my side,
Every time they lied and i kept my pride,
Every time i died they finally paid the price,
Priceless thought you may be, speak no advice,

Could possibly help me get over those,
Others while they're busy with their toes,
On anothers under covers held up close,
Lies will be paid back tenfold.