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what do you think of me?
could i fill the spaces in between
when everything's just how it seems
just what more could u ask of me?
it's all just politics
how u make me feel like a piece of shit
somehow i'm still not sick of it
i sleep at night like a pile of bricks
and we're so different-- but still the same
i'm having trouble keeping tame
what do you think of me?
when i drink too much around company
couldn't help myself but to make a scene
everyone ends up h8ing me
it's all just politics
how some girls end up loving pricks
when all the pieces seem to fit
and i sleep at night like a sinking ship
and we're so different-- but still the same
i'm having trouble keeping tame
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