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School for the Fake


Wow South centeral, You always suprise me.

With all these fake people that seem to despise me.

Not evrybody here is fake, Which is great.

But for the people who are your pride is at stake.

People always seem to pull me in to stuff.

Thats why it's hard for people to get my trust.

I came to this school positive and happy.

But now im negative and crappy.

How did this happen who knows?

Talk to all the fake people they'll put on a show.

 

 

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