you always talk behind my back, but when i see you, you want to shake my hand
when i see you ready to fight, you change your story like i knew you might
you grew up wanting to be just like me, but i'm not cool in your clique
anymore
i never changed with the trends like you did, so you're not allowed to like me
anymore
you always do whatever's fashionable, and you hate me cuz i don't
you want to be everyone's friend, and you hate me cuz i won't
you're defending someone you barely know, you're such a fucking homo

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