Smart up
Smart up
Friends
Don't tell me
What time I should
Be home every night
Because I am no longer
A child
And you all are treating me
Like a child
I am now one adult
I have freedom in my life
So I Iive my life the way I want
Every single day
I don't care of what you think
I also have my style of clothes
And my style of clothes
Are second hand clothes
They also looks good on me
You tell me that I am cheap
Yes I am cheap
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