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Little Do They Know

MY FRIENDS DON'T KNOW ME LIKE THEY THINK THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT I GO THOUGH WHEN THET SEE ME IT'S ALL SMILES AND GOOD TIMES LITTLE DO THEY KNOW I'M DYING ON THE INSIDE NOT REALY DYING BUT THAT'S WHAT IT FEEL LIKE SOMETIMES I DON'T KNOW IF I'M COMMING OR GOING THEY ALWAYS SAYING YOU GOT IT MADE YOU DON'T HAVE ANY WORRIES LITTLE DO THEY KNOW I DO PUT ON FAKE SMILES AND LAUGHS FOR THEM NOT ME TRYING TO LIVED IT UP FOR THEM NOT ME LITTLE DO THEY KNOW

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