They call kids like us vicious and carved out of stone
But for what we've become, we just feel more alone,
Always weigh what I've lost against what I left.
Progress report: I am missing you to death.
Douse yourself in cheap perfume, it's
So fitting, so fitting of the way you are,
You can't cover it up,
Can't cover it up!
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