| 'Cause they’re gonna get you,
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| They’re gonna get you in the end,
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| I swear it’s not a disease it’s just a game of pretend,
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| A game of pretend,
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| Why is it me they’re after,
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| Couldn’t they pick another one,
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| Some day I’ll spit their laughter,
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| And bite their tongue.
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| Horrible kids,
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| Would you look what you did,
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| It was your ignorance,
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| That formed a beast with your wit.
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| Horrible kids, horrible kids, horrible kids,
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| Look what you did!
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| What makes this target grow?
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| Is it when his feelings show?
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| Hold a gun to his head and you’ll know,
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| You’ve pushed him down as low as he can go,
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| Go! |
| Get away from me,
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| Leave me be,
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| I beg you please,
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| I’m on the floor on bended knee.
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| Maybe then I’ll keep my sanity.
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| And I can’t stand this pain they cause me,
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| This puzzle will solve itself,
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| And maybe I just can’t seem to put this together yet.
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| Horrible kids,
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| Would you look what you did,
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| It was your ignorance,
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| That formed a beast with your wit.
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| Horrible kids, horrible kids, horrible kids,
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| Look what you did!
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| Picture this he was just a kid,
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| Not knowing where to begin,
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| He wore all the wrong clothes followed all the wrong trends,
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| Persecuted for the things he did.
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| Picture this he was all alone,
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| Without a friend to call his own
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| So he sat on his bed,
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| With the thought in his head,
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| With wishes that they all were dead.
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| But then he saw the light,
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| Gained the will to fight,
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| Saw that victory was in sight,
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| But soon they all will see.
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| Horrible kids,
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| Would you look what you did,
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| It was your ignorance,
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| That formed a beast with your wit.
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| Horrible kids, horrible kids, horrible kids,
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| Look what we did! |