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I've got imposter syndrome, and, yes, it really hurts
To you, I'm great potential, to me, I am the worst
I'm not what you signed up for, I continue to change
You love me so-so, I know something we should arrange

I told bro to hit my blunt and he was like, "Bro, I don't smoke"
And I was like, "What do you mean you don't smoke?"
And he was like, "I'm not a smoker"
And I was like, "If you're not a smoker, you're a pu**y, that's what you are"

I said, "That's not the case," you told me, "Yes it was"
The look up on your face, the opposite of blush
Maybe we can agree, agree to disagree
You got sh*t goin' on, nothin' to do with me

Four years since I've been sane, almost five years, it's not a game
I feel like you love me less, and I feel less if I'm the blame
You say that you love me, but that it's my fault when you get hurt
Want nothing but the best for you, I guess that's why I get the worst
It's a different kinda love for me, it's a different kinda love for you
It's a different kinda love for me, it's a different kinda love for you
It's a different kinda love for me, it's a different kinda love for you
Never heard some sh*t like this

It's not a game
If I'm the blame
When you get hurt
I get the worst

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