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I'm sorry that I'm getting chubby
And I cannot always be happy for you
And i am not some lame sorority queen
Taking you home to meet my Daddy
You collect yr trustfund baby
And I'll be a whore
And we'll pretend we're just the same but
I know i KNOW i know i know that
I, i am hiding
The YOU i show to YOU is just a lie
You take what you want, you get what you take
You take what you want, you are what you hate
But I got something man, that yr fucking $ cannot buy
You never know what it's like to be alive
I could scream my truth, if i wanted
Right thru yr lies
But yr baseball bat words razormouth
Carves yr initials bloody in my thigh
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