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Crazy makers

Soul takers

Love fakers

Don’t give a fuck about

Trying to make you see

You might have lived more years than me

But you’re blind

And sometimes so very unkind

That I give up

You gave up on me

So I give up on you

It’s not worth my life

To try to be in yours

I like my men crazy about me

Like I’m crazy about them

I don’t like a man

That won’t let himself feel

Anything real

Cause they can’t deal with that shit

You take your own soul

And tried to destroy mine

Actuality did for awhile

Took my smile

Took my love

Taker faker

Trouble and crazy maker

You wouldn’t know a good thing

If it landed in your lap

If it hit you smack in the face

That face I shall now erase

Just as easily as it

For you to forget mine


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