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You Know You've Got [[E V E R Y B O D Y]] Fooled. |
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. . .Like A Bed Of Roses They're A Dozen Reasons In This Gun. . . |
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Im Just A T.E.E.N.A.G.E D.I.R.T.B.A.G Babyy |
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&& I'm Drowning In My Own Misery |
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With An [ A N G E L ] Face And A Taste Of |
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I HATE What I've Become. |
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Well. . . Thanks For Acting Like You Cared |
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. . Yet Im Nothing More Than A Line In Your Book . . |
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Please! Just Dont Play With Mee, My Paper Heart Will Bleedd |
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If Looks Could Kill You'd Be A MURDERER |