I need another story something to get off my chest,
My life gets kind of boring need something that I can confess,
Till all my sleeves are stained red from all the truth that I've said,
Come by it honestly I swear thought you saw me wink;no,
I've been on the brink;so-Tell me what you want to hear something that'll light those ears,
Sick of all the insincere...
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