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can somebody
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2004-12-13  | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english]    | 



can somebody please stop me crying
I realised there's no denying
to help me with this shit I'm going! I'm dieing!

My girlfriend... She's crying
Cause I keep providing
Reasones for her to be stresed, to be woried

Without a famill she's living
Allmoast dead. Stil breathing
[Why so alone?]
What the f*ck is she thinking?

[My boyfriend is trying
To teach me what's smileing
Poor him! Whit me he think that he's fleying!

Can't stop hideing
Why do i stop him?
He deserves a girl much better than i am

My mother is breaking
My father is taking
Every last shadow of life that she's saving

To see me: I'm growing
To see me enjoying
She's fighting this war so hardf not knowing

I'm not like the rest
My life is a mess
At 14 years I was... I was rapped]

Can somebody please explain me
Can somebody please save me
How can i tell her i'm as bad as she's telling?

My days aren't sonny
I don't have no money
I don't even know what's the taste of honey

A buyer we're seacking
There's no time for dreaming
If we want something out of this fucking building

In a park i'll be living
On a bench i'll be sleaping
Hopping tomorow i'll be finally eating

My future's disappearing
in front of me he's leaving
I'm forced to work all day 'n evening

Supporting my sister
Cause she's so little
It's not her fault. She deserves a dinner.

Suicide is stuppidity
This is reallity
Battles lost from the start infinitelly

But were still hopping
Still jokeing
In a world were me and my honey
Were finally defeated by money

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