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You are not who I thought you were You always make me feel the worst I just hope that it's really worth this You are not who I thought you were You always make me feel the worst I just hope that it's really worth this How many texts did it take for you to go over Im curious How you gonna leave with him And leave me all alone again I swear Here I go again Suicide on my mind Im losing control again Liquor in my system If you got the drugs you know a nigga fucking with them Cocaine on my brain I think ya niggas going crazy Damn I hate myself and i been thinking bout that lately Drugs the just sedate me Temporarily They ask me Reed how you holding up And I say barely Somehow I let some fucking slut just take control of me These fucking suicidal thoughts are getting old to me So can we call it fucking done and pass a rope to me Fuck You are not who I thought you were You always make me feel the worst I just hope that it's really worth this You are not who I thought you were You always make me feel the worst I just hope that it's really worth this You are not who I thought you were You always make me feel the worst I just hope that it's really worth this You are not who I thought you were You always make me feel the worst I just hope that it's really worth this