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It dosent rain without pain it dosent swing without a ring it dosent go without the flow its a real life problem in my mind i wanna leave it behind but i cant the thoughts of all i did without fail i feel small and i trail behind your mind it dosent move me it dosent soathe me it dosent make me feel real it drives me away i’m gone so long have a good day without seeing you is hard catch me off my gaurd................it dosent swing it dosent rain it dosent feel its not real its not pain its not my thing so i go away why did you say all those things not into my face but my eyes after all my tries i’m thrown away come back i will someother day london called me back get off my back i’m hiting the sack................ mind it dosent move me it dosent soathe me it dosent make me feel real it drives me away i’m gone so long have a good day without seeing you is hard catch me off my gaurd