God, I feel like hell tonight/ Tears of rage I cannot fight/ I’d be the last to help you understand/Are you strong enough to be my man?
Nothing’s true and nothing’s right/ So let me be alone tonight/ Cause you can’t change the way I am/ Are you man enough to be my man?
When I’ve shown you that I just don’t care/When I’m throwing punches in the air/ When I’m broken down and I can’t stand/Will you be strong enough to be my man?
listen up here. Sheryl speaks the truth there. 'twas a Sheryl day. Sheryl used to be me and Cici having cake for her good mark in maths. her mom always baked a cake if she took a B (8) in Maths. Cool mom. cool kid. She's an ethnologist now.
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