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You don't reply to me for hours
The minute you reply,
You ask for something that ain't ours
No "how are you baby?
"Have you eaten ***?"
Nothing

Just go straight to complaining
Are all girls like that?
I'm trying here
Waiting for you to text me
Or am i just to naive?
Cause i don't speak your native?

I'm worried
On standby
Always chaneling my anger outside
So you can come home
With an open heart, with open arms
You can speak nicely to everyone but me
I only speak like that to you and my family

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