آپ with your words like knives and swords and weapons that آپ use against me
You have knocked me off my feet again, got me feeling like a nothing
You with your voice like nails on a chalkboard calling me out when I’m wounded
You picking on the weaker man
Well آپ can take me down with just one single blow
But آپ don’t know what آپ don’t know
Someday I’ll be living in a big ole city
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean
Some دن I’ll be big enough so آپ cant hit me
And all you’re ever gonna be is meanWhy آپ gotta be so mean?
You with your switching sides and your wildfire lies and your...
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