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Dont ask me to tell you whats happened,
Dont ask me cause i know you dont care
you havent before what questions you to dare?
I am me and i am alone,
this existince is my own.
I trolly along a "player" state
When it's preppies i do hate.
They make me sick when they emulate,
My style and my culture,
I want to beat them till their cultured.
Myspace fiends and drag queens,
all the "men" wear girl pants.
And i dont want whats left.
I try to be who i am,
when everyone around me is not,
they are a bunch of snobs running around being "hot".
Take a drive along my life, and what you'll see will be,
enough to make a movie or three.
All of this in the life of thee.
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