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Then all at once it gets hard to take. It gets hard to fake what I won’t be. Cause one of these days I’ll be born and raised, and it’s such a waste to grow up lonely.

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Then all at once it gets hard to take. It gets hard to fake what I won’t be. Cause one of these days I’ll be born and raised, and it’s such a waste to grow up lonely.

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