Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed
S on my chest like a superman vest
Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went
They tried pretend that everything was cool and that they were a friend
All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone
I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home
Knew a couple smart girls that turned into hoes for tuition
Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win
'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot
All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone
Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home
You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers
Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,
And that´s how it has begun
Killing our dreams, stealing our vision
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