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we'll fear the afterlife The life after this is over The life after this is over Exit, stage right Pack it up and call it a day Let's not forget where

Speed of life,fast,it's like walkin' barefoot over broken glass It's like,jumpin' rope on a razor blade All lightning quick decisions are made Lifestyle

cut and bruised and torn. I made blinds on the windows of my mind with the time that my back once wore. I'm a single person in this universe, And

I speak to you Feel how I feel for you, nothing?s quite real but you I?m changing up my expectations This ain't changing my person, oh it?s just relations

worse, than what's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes, I wanna get on T.V. and just let loose, but can't But it's cool for Tom Green to hump

the bar with the toast nigga It's like the Lord getting close nigga It's personal, now we gotta smoke niggaz It's personal, now we gotta host niggaz It's

and the beat get bumping like adolescent acne It's kinda sad but it's show time, my sentiment exactly So don't get mad, everybody's doing it, you know

It's been a long time, since I've spoken to you Was it the right time? Your current troubles, and you know, they'll get much worse I hope you know how

One person cries while the other one sings You walk around like everybody owes you something Take what you got thank God for all that life brings The poor man has it