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The Concept of You
I walk on egg shells,You walk on rose's,Like your some big star in showbiz.I never go out,You just scream and shout.In my heart I know this is not what loves about.Im ride or die,You shew me away like a fly.All my friends think your such a nice guy. Fake asFuck! I fell in love with the concept and your just a truck,.Cuz I didn't see through ,love is blind,I use to think you took my breath I didn't realize the depth, of your bullshit.What a dim wit,I get it.Narcissist on Karma's hit list. Word to your motha fucka.