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i don't want to be any of the things they call
me
i don't want to like what they want me to
be
i don't want to be afraid to say i want
something
and because i don't want to be like
them
i don't really know what i want
i don't even know what i'm trying to
say
a friend of mine asked me, "why are
we here?"
i told him i didn't care, and he killed me for
it
"why are we here?" ... pssh!
i got a question for you...
what are you going to do with yourself
when you find out?
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