I can’t tell you what it really is I can only tell you what it feels like And right now there’s a steel knife in my windpipe I can’t breathe but I still fight all I can fight As long as the wrong feels right it’s like I’m in flight High off on love, drunk from my hate It’s like I’m huffin’ paint and I love it The more I suffer, I suffocate Right before I’m about to drown, she resuscitates Me, she f**kin’ hates me, and I love it, Wait! Where you going? I’m leaving you. No you ain’t. Come back. We’re running right back Here we go again, it’s so insane Cuz when it’s going good, it’s going great I’m Superman with the wind in his back She’s Louis Lane and when its bad, it’s awful I feel so ashamed, I snap “Who’s that dude?” I don’t even know his name I laid hands on him, I never stood so low again I guess I don’t know my own strength #eminem #lovethewayyoulie
Posted on: Thu, 05 Sep 2013 08:42:09 +0000
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