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you hate everything you see
every one with all there glee
every one who is free
all you want to do is cry
sit alone and watch your self die
but they show up every day
to tell you they love you and they will "pray"
theys words go thought your head over and over and over
you dont look cause your to afraid
you act so tough like you have it made
your lies and truths start to spin
this is a game you can never win
some call you emo so call you a kid
but the ones you hate only call you a friend