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I Was The Things You Said
You look at me and you see that I'm sad,but you don't care to ask why.
You just assume that I'm mad at the world or its something i can just brush off my shoulder.
Its not like that though I'm sad because of what you said to me. To me it was like taking a razor to my wrists.
You don't care though you never did so now i think why should I?
The words you said are the same things my dad would have told me.
The thing is you have the wrong idea about why I am the way i am. You keep asking me what is wrong with me, its a little f***ed up that you don't understand why I'm upset.
You put the gun to my head and pulled the trigger, and that's what killed what happiness i had left that my dad didn't take away.
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