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Anyone can shine but it's tough to be my star,
Ready or not, here we go, i may be slightly bizarre,
Even though abnormally i seem normal, isn't this how lost ones are?

Yet i ache when i think of our Bacardi debut,
Or feel torn up when i recall round number two,
Understand i couldn't stand tall when you said i took advantage of you.

Overly exaggerating lies and not hearing any doubt,
Understand your hands are grabby enough to sprout,
Thanks for kissing ME and helping ME out.

That's funny i thanked you and made it seem like i care,
Hear me say"i'm lost in your eyes and found in your hair,"
End it right there since anything meaningful is as polluted as city air,
Right about the time you decided we should go to the stairs,
Ended the last slither of hope that was left for me there.