I go to the places where you are
I find you hanging out
I paste my eyes wide open
And I turn everything inside out
I am turning into everything I hate
And you are graceful and absolutely fake
I am fake
I hear you laughing, am I proud of you
And I am turning into everything I hate
And you are graceful and absolutely fake
I hope you're proud
I'm not changing
I hope you're proud
I'm not changing
And I'm trying to be quite
I'm trying to be quite
It's not working
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