it suffocates me.
5:15 PM
to all mister-know-it-all,
you think you know it all but you actually, don't know a thing at all.
when somebody tells you something bout me, you believe it thinking that they know me more than i do.
everyone just love to act like they know, huh?
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| please, stop acting like you know. |
well, mister-bring-me-down,
well you, you like to bring me down, don't you?
but i ain't laying down, no no. i ain't going down.
can't nobody tell me how it's gonna be, nobody's gonna make a fool out of me.
you all, you should know that it's about me not you.
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| even Google doesn't know. how can you? |
you think that you know me, when i already say it clearly.
that you don't know a thing about who and you don't have to guess who's who.
but even so, you ain't got the right to tell me.
who and whom should i like, cause you have no right to tell me.
cause again, this is about me.
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| i know i should just ignore, but i just can't let this one go. i hope this post clears all. sigh. |
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