T-Pain, you Take away all of my Pain
Your robotic voice ushering my depressed feelings down a dark ally
Donating your own type of Pain to those feelings, assureing they will not return
You ride on a boat like it is your chariot
I have deticated a quarter of high school to your memory
Golden and smiling, you now sit upon my windowsill
Top hat reflecting my soul into my eyes
Intoxicating my mind with music
You are my life
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