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maybe its not hard for you to walk away
maybe its not hard for you to point the blame
maybe things are hard for me
I just dont know what I should be
aint nothing playin on the radio
aint no place left for people like me to go
Im fine at times between the tears
Im drinking pot and smokin beers
its not my friends I found this on my own
its been so long its been some years
since you gave up and left me here
to stand or fall face it all alone
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