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Them


Slowly, I'm sinking in,

Now they watch me drown.

Should I pick myself up

Only so they can kick me back down?

 

They say I have  no friends.

Well, it's better than being like them.

They fake smiles all day

And spreading lies is their way.

 

The truth is that it's only me and my bestfriend

I don't need anyone else,

So screw all of them.

Sorry for being kind of blunt,

 

But they're just never gonna be happy.

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