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Fake Hippie

fake hippie you call yourself a hippie but hippies are all about love and all you really know about mmm, are all the drugs you're really good at your music and growing your hair out long but you can't even look at me unless you're holding your bong ooh, fake hippie who are you trying to fool fake hippies you've forgotten the Golden rule so you know about the peace sign and walking a police line but you keep running from love because you put yourself above..everyone else and you don't think you need me but someday you're gonna see after you've gotten all fat and bald you can't even get no more booty calls awe you fake hippie what are you trying to prove you fake hippies you'll be forgotten like yesterday’s news..yes you will

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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