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They're turning away from me |
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Backstabbing places they roam |
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My friends are just neighbors |
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That steal from me when I'm not home |
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I am so damn trusting I do not see their malice |
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In this blackened wonderland I am the darkened Alice |
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Sometimes I can't fathom why everyone's so two faced |
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So I'll just backstab them back to get them back in their place |
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All my friends are enemies |
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And they just turn their backs to my face |
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their actions biting me |
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And all my friends are enemies |
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So I'm always on my own |
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I'm the ball, they're batters |
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They're climbing social ladders |
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I'm left at the bottom |
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On my goodness |
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they're fatter |
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Sometimes I remember the days when friends were loyal |
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Instead they backstab me |
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I'm falling down so royally |
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All my friends are enemies |
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And they just turn their backs to my face |
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their actions biting me |
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And all my friends are enemies |
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So I'm always on my own |
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Always on my own |
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All my friends are enemies |
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And they just turn their backs to my face |
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their actions biting me |
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And all my friends are enemies |
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So I'm always on my own |
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I'm always on my own |
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Always on my own |
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On my own |
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On my own |
