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Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend.
Somewhere along in the bitternes.
I spit my tongue out be stupid don't say.
I say the worst things and call it on their face.
That's something wrong here I contained my worst fear.
It's soul in me, it's trapped in me.
Counting all the assholes in the room.
Well I'm definitely not alone.
You're a liar, you're a cheater, you're fool.
Well that's just like me and I know you too.
Mr. Perfect doesn't exist my little friend.
Håll dina vänner nära, men håll dina fiender ännu närmare
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