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Nov 2013
One sip of champagne
Call me an alcoholic
One sudden outburst
Call me ******
One tear
And I "broke"

But then who cares?

The second she loses her virginity
Who will remember my name?

Label me as a freak
That's perfectly fine
I knew what I was walking into
I knew I'd stand out
Standing without a care
Facing where there is no path
I'll make my own
Don't you worry
There may be a trip or a slip
But that's what makes me more alert
And even when I can't see
I know you're behind me
Either to catch me, or let me fall
But when I rise again
My face will be painted
Ready for war
Think I'll fall again?
Just try to take me down
Sol
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Sol  Cali
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