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Gothic Stiletto

The kids in the class
Grew up to smoke grass
Look at how much they’ve changed

The girl who was shy
Fell in love with a guy
Then she found gothic ballet

The emo stilettos 
And the gangs from the ghettos
Gambled and rambled away

Now instead of a geek
I’m a psychotic freak
Yet we’re all still slightly the same

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