MAN,
my trust is shot
yeah, i'm not gotta let anyone in
my heart again
yeah, because so-called friends
love to blow in and out
like the wind
and boy, how that hurts
and does not work
for me anymore
yeah, my heart is so sore
man. when did I go to war?
or open up the door
to these scars
or these prison bars
that I see
man, I jus' wanna be
happy
and satisfied
but I'm so done
swallowing my pride
yeah, Lord please get my off this ride
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