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Anymore


Girl: 

Wo-o-oh
The city lights,
My city wife.
Makes me wonder,
And wonder why.
How can anyone just live without strife?
As I just can't live my life!
Anymore...

Guy:

Eheh
Had my girl
Hangin' here.
Had her head
Bangin' there.
Use to fuck her in the mornin',
She was gone by the evenin'.
No one knew where the hell she went,
She just left me without a cent.
(No one knew where the fuck she went)
And as I carpooled around her place,
Couldn't even show my face.
She just married the mother fucker,
Thought of me nothin' but a shitty nigga!

Now ,
Cuz of her,
I lie near my heroin.
Just an ugly picture,
Yet I'm still addicted in the end...

Both:

She is my home,
She is my life.
Now I've got none,
And I live without strife.
She is my all,
She is my wife.
But now she's gone,
And I live by the knife.

Girl:

Wo-o-oh
The city lights,
My city wife.
Makes me wonder,
And wonder why.
How can anyone just live without strife?
As I just can't live my life!
Wo-o-oh
My city rights,
The city life.
Makes me wonder,
And wonder why.
How am I supposed to
Back away from the knife?
When I just can't
Live my own freakin' life!
*Takes deep breath*
Anymore...

Guy:

So I went around,
Had to holla.
Everyone said,
That I should call her.
But now that,
She's changed her number.
I'm guessing that,
She doesn't remember.
Everything,
That we've ever been through.
Was nothing new,
Yet was never true.
Now I'm the ashes
From her burning pictures.
And I'm actually starting to miss
Her hour long lectures.
But in the end,
She never has cared.
Didn't matter though,
That we were even paired.
And now that
She's got a new lover.
It's just her little way
Of saying that it's over.

But now,
Cuz of her,
I lie near my heroin.
It's just an ugly picture,
Yet I'm still addicted in the end.

Both:

She is my home,
She is my life.
Now I've got none,
And I live without strife.
She is my all,
She is my wife.
But now she's gone,
And I live by the knife.

Girl:

Wo-o-oh
The city lights,
My city wife.
Make's me wonder,
And wonder why.
How can anyone just live without strife?
As I just can't life my life!
Wo-o-oh
My city rights,
The city life.
Makes me wonder,
And wonder why.
How am I supposed to
Back away from the knife?
When I just can't
Live my own freakin' life!
*Takes in deep breath*
Anymore...


((2b continued...))
Posted: 2011-03-01 01:34:36 UTC

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