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My Depiction

Whatever You're Going Through

Verse 1:I've pushed strangers cars on dark rainy nights.
I've bought motel rooms for those I don't know.
I'd give it all again so you can sleep tight,
Making sure everyone gets where needa go.
Lost sleep to talk many a friend outta suicide.
And grieved when I was helpless to the situation.
If you're my friend, know I'll be by your side
You can have my time, my money, and dedication.
Pre Chorus: Now I've fallen and outstretch my hand
In hopes the one lost soul may return the favor.
But if the scheme of life ain't grand,
And there's no lacy reward for you to savor,
My rescue party is merger and absent.
I ask where you'd be if it wasn't for my aid.
Then I realize, I'm sure you'd manage;
Your position would resemble my current state.
Chorus: My pockets may be empty.
The rain may be heavy.
But I'm happily skipping.
I can say I'm ready.
For whatever life throws.
Cuz I found a penny,
So now I'm not broke.
Life's better while grinning.
I may be solitary,
But I still have my thoughts.
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My own bag, I can carry.
Alone, I'm my own boss.
So kick my while I'm down.
Leave me hurt and hated.
I won't so much as frown.
Anything, I take it.
Bridge: I gave you all, while you have me none.
It's okay, I expected as much in return.
At least I can really on the rising sun.
Never once once does it ask for us to take a turn.
I envy its ability and infinite source.
Everyday I'm striving towards that goal.
I hope you 'member me then and eat your words.
That I'm too nice and I'll always be alone.
Girls don't like boys; they want a Porsche.
They resemble a leash morphed with a black hole.
I'm not your f*cking host; I do have worth.
Just try to drain me once I'm made of stone.
When you had thousands, you wouldn't give a fourth.
I gave my heart to someone without a soul.
Maybe my giving spirit is nothing but a curse.
But I'll know I, myself, made my own gracious thrown.
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