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All your generic bullshit,
All your "hello" ,"goodbye".
They made me feel like misfit,
They only made me cry.

Whatever music's playing
Can't change my mood at all.
I guess I'll go start preying ,
Before I hear you call.

You've always been so stative,
Could never change your mind.
You said I felt so native
And I'm the one who's blind.