Always not being ordered
It's late when you come home
When you get scolded
Don't want to go to dinner
In your mind, no one loves you
Friends are the only ones you've been running
I'm about to spear you
I'll just see if you can bear it
I'm about to run away
Stop me
Stokwa
Go home you
Stokwa
Your dinner is ready
Stokwa
Your parents are waiting
Stokwa
They are often at the disco
Constant flirting and socializing
Coming back to your own home
The door was closed In your mind no one loves you
You only run with friends

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