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They spread the rumour It ain’t true what they like to think of you only human See their mood humourous see you lose exuberant banter bouncing blunt abuse stand rebound it legs refuse their open mouths wish you clown jokes they sound keep you down what goes around It’s your turn now Felt their bow bow cope somehow I sink drown no help about hold hand out they slap it five all an act all a lie hold my hand now small piece dies make out you are nice guy backs behind laughing louder oh to live a life o' lie insecurities are rife sly I see in your eyes laughter cry not around now out of sight Not around out their life they think my fall makes them look tall but they stand tall their hand I pulled laugh me down they are cruel I helped you when you struggle strop and crawl I know your weakness pain and sore how you stumble how you beat it what cause trouble wait repeat burst your bubble I won't seek see you leak I now cope all on my own world you’re yet to have known for now you have an ego grown I’ve the pin to see it blown for now you feel the bigger man but bugger damn I know your head misplaced banter fed me threads you love it how I fumble down one day luck will turn around normally you must resent this has been your chance to vent showing you are not a gent misery wishing far from decent descend my friend love to offend funny how you jump on board “mates”, I think I'll cut the cord You ruin moods can’t be accused divert attention “Look at you” If it’s me I’ll leave you be replace and blame somebody if only you could take the blame accept responsibility but you cannot it's lame so long to you and me screenshots of these words get passed all I think is kiss my asterisk you don't know whom I aim specifically assume and right you must be

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