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Happy people go on a walk But he listens to loud music Each beat travels around the block While she’s in a band and plays acoustic What does it mean to have confidence? To the person I see in the mirror When did you lose your innocence? Tell her I’m sorry, but I forgive her There comes a time for the pain A quality that serves as a nasty campaign Only to make food of your own veins Behold, welcome to land of the insane Are we there yet? You arrived an hour ago We just met

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