real
crazy mode i was jus living on the west coast now im home making pot roasts goin out, gettin drunk every night now im "doing whats right" it may sound wrong this still dont seem like home im living a life i didnt expect so now with all i got i must perfect that old life tho, ill never forget even tho this is my race ive never felt more outta place and yes i create my own space the mirror shows my face somethings missing, i cant stop the chase i want them with me and them with me can it be what i want isnt what i need crazy as it may seem if i call it out then so shall it be
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