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WHAT YOU GOT? I believed you, everything you told me, and I regret it Youre not supposed to say that to someone and then
forget it I heard you panicked and ran in circles, you were
looking for protection You must be crazy to aim your paranoia in my direction Are you trying to flatter yourself by thinking that
Im someone to be afraid of? You should know better than anybody just what I am made
of Well I got no money and Im kind of ugly, and
things that I wont mention If its just that I aint pretty enough for your
attention Words and music by Alias Means |