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#turnitoff
You’ve given no reason For me to feel this way But all reasons aside You’re such a cliché The cheerleader type You run and you play But I remember a time Your type would betray Your voice pitch is high Your IQ count can’t match I really can’t see why You’re considered a catch But maybe I’m petty Or jealous, or insecure I think I’m just ready To be called particular I don’t like your type I don’t fancy to be friends I don’t follow the hype You give me the bends
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 4:26 PM UTC
I'm allowed to not like you
I don't wanna die But if I could turn it off I wouldn't mind Can't say I'd ever try Don't worry I wouldn't lie But if I could turn if off (right now) I wouldn't mind
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Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 7:04 PM UTC
i wouldn't mind