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SECRETZ
Contributed by
Alexa_Bachtel
on
Wednesday, 4th November 2009 @ 11:38:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Ya use 2 hit di door With any explanationz, Ya hangin' up di phone B-4 I finish di conversation. I'm startin' 2 think Dat I were losin' ya respect. Ya got di thang on di side I dunno 'bout? Or is dat sumethin' else Ya affraid of tellin' bout? Cuz other way I don't understand What makes ya actin' like dat?
Back way we used 2 talk 'bout anythin' Ain't no any secretz 'tween us, shawty, But now ya actin' like I ain't even there So tell me, baby, whaz wrong wit'cha? Ya lock yourself up in di room, Way ya beeper's ringin' As if I'ma reveal ya some kinda secrets. Ya hidin' sumethin' or someone, ain'tcha? Either way we can't go on dat way, If is there sumethin' ya just might tell.
Late nite phone calls And ya goin' again, No expalnationz at all, no, As if dat's di way it should be, Ya might comeback after midnite And with no word just 2 get in bed, Ya not askin' if I wait'd 4 ya, If I bother'd 'bout where've ya been? It makes me wonder do ya still luv me, Do ya still need me, like ya used 2 do, Why do I get thru dis humilationz, If I dunno whatcha put me thru?
Back way we used 2 talk about anythin' Ain't no any secretz 'tween us, shawty, But now ya actin' like I ain't even there So tell me, baby, what's wrong withcha? Ya lock yourself up in di room, When ya beeper's ringin' As if I'ma reveal ya some kinda secrets. Ya hidin' sumethin' or someone, ain'tchu? Either way we can't go on dat way, If is there sumethin' ya just might tell.
I'm still there for ya, butcha alienatin' Becuz of dose secrets ya keepin' from me, Is there somethin' ya even afraid 2 tell, Whaz dat so ya make me go thru dis hell? Back way we've got nuthin' left 2 hide And ya kno' all I ever needed was di truth And now dat ya bout 2 push me away from U, I understand dat we got overstayed our time.
Back way we used 2 talk 'bout anythin' Ain't no any secretz 'tween us, shawty, But now ya actin' like I ain't even there So tell me, baby, whaz wrong withchu? Ya lock yourself up in di room, Way ya beeper's ringin' As if I 'ma reveal ya some kinda secrets. Ya hidin' sumethin' or someone, ain'tchu? Either way we can't go on dat way, If is there sumethin' ya just might tell.
Just tell me, baby, tell me, Whatcha hidin' from me? Do ya really wanna keep me safe Or I mean nuthin' at all 4 ya?
Copyright ©
Alexa_Bachtel
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2009-11-04 11:38:01] (Date/Time posted on
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