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Your Not Dr. Phil

Right now I am a spitball of fire
Right not I am hot to the touch
Right now I could claw your claws out
Cuz you are here
I don't wanna see your face
You try to help but your making it worse
I don't wanna do this now
I don't wanna answer to you
You're trying to take my mind off it all
But I just wanna punch you in the face
I don't wanna answer to you
You have no right sticking your nose in this
This is MY life
I just wanna do it how I wanna
You are making it worse
Go ahead and cry to me
And try to be Dr. Phil
But it doesn't cut it
Don't touch me



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