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My friends hate how I talk about you so much.
Usually its about how much I hate your guts.
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But really all I am doing is playing it cool.
Underneith wishing I was more than a tool.
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When you are young you believe what others say.
So young and naive, you become the pradator'sprey.
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No longer an iduvidual, but someones puppet.
Though you are so hypnotized you think you love it.
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I admit I was once under your spell.
You played me so well, I couldn't even tell.
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You talked and talked words that didnt cost a dime.
I can't believe I listened and wasted my time.
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Go on, find another toy.
This woman deosnt need your stories boy