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i feel like im stuck, with nothing to do, you may call me crazy, but no thats not true, im sick in the head, but i dont have the flu, i know right from wrong, but i dont have a clue. you may wonder why, the sky is so blue, im standing at gates, but i can not go through, you may call me short, but i already grew, bring back the old, and out with the new. i can not dismiss, what i already knew, my blood is so thick, as thick as beef stew, if i told you my thoughts, i know you'd say ooh, i dont crush the leaves, i make my own brew. my thoughts are so toxic, and lethal like goo, i know i cant fight, but i dont need kung-fu, i have to admit, im part of a crew, im stuck in my head, im stuck there like glue. im ugly on the out, but not on the in, when girls look at me, its like a kick in the shin, the harder i try, the less i will win, it pains me to say, ill never have kin. im dull like a knife, but sharp like a pin, i swim in the sea, but i dont have a fin, i dont know how to live, but i am good at sin, my soul has been taken, and thrown in the bin.
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