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I'm sittin sippin soda realizin that it's over

My feelings he couldn't reciprocate til October

But he's the one I wanna lay my head upon his shoulder

And keep it warm cause it's just about to get colder

But I said I wouldn't see him, nor would I touch him

He says he misses much and pursue per sound to suction

through the phone, I try to hit the dialtone to clear the mess up

or fess up, and say I'll be there soon just clear your rest up

I can't dismiss it, no matter how much I just can't resist it

And now he's tellin me he finally wants to be committed

I can't call it, without me playin myself to fall for it

Scannin my mind to see how much time I can stall

or it can blow up, other kissings affect like anisthetic

It's never as good as the first time and you never do forget it

Feeling pathetic, but I quote it like someone said it

If you really love it then you should just let it, go..

Let it go, let it flow

Move on with your life and act like you know

Been on my last breathe, been between life and death

but I gotta let it go, can't deal with the stress

I let it, go.. let it go, let it flow

Move on with your life and act like you know

Been on my last breathe, been between life and death

but I gotta let it go, can't deal with the stress

Three times this year I've seen my people go to violent action

that could have been avoided without negative instigation

Goin on, off at the mouth, with foul verbal interaction

Inevitably ending up with one or more gunshot patients

I guess it's not a virtue anymore and scores gotta be settled

with steel or real ain't even in the flesh and don't feel

But eighteen feet of soil was du