You say to me “how can I trust this”
I say to you “how can I trust you, Miss”
I have done everything right
Have tried with all of my might
Things aren’t always smooth
But you listen to that man who is always crude
You lost sight of your dreams and hopes
Listening to a negative dope
How can I trust all your spiritual hype
When your stuck on stupid with the nay sayer types
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