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woe is me
woe is me
Everyday its the same bullshit;
noone listens,gives-up or quits.
buggin, askin ,for some help;
words like whips they,leave huge whelts.
woe is me, woe is me.
Another day comes along;
and while I sat and toked my bong.
Even though,ihave no weed;
they still bug ,and wont leave.
acting like I am full of shit;
and saing 'all i want is a hit".
Woe is me woe is me
Every one forgets the shit i did;
And when I needed help ,they ran and hid.
And on the same day i cant win;
they had balls to ask for help again
But this is it, I had enough;
The muther fuckers Aint so tough.
I yelled so loud I heard bells;
AND TOLD THEM ALL TO FUCK THEMSELFS
tHIS WOULD BE A TRUE LOOK AT MY RECENT LIFE
i always was the one who helped, But noone
tried to hlp mewhen i am hurting
i would not have the money to buy my dog insullin
and someone who has 2 homes 8 cars anda big new garage wants to take the change that fell from my pocket,,,, and that would be a freind..
every day for two years got every one high,and not remember to say high,or not call on purpose donna, on my birhday
i didnt mean to go this deep people are so fucking ignorant later