You, you you
I hide my own, before your dream.
I don't ever feel like you mean!
I walkin' away to lose my slot,
It wasn't ever like you thought!
You never knew what is what,
You always thought that is my fault!
"Cut it out!" one I said.
180 degrees my life back.
Nowadays is allright,
I haven't any need to fight.
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