Gold it's cold. Diamonds are dead. A limo it's just a car. Don't pretend. Feel what is real. That's it.
But i'm a creep, I'm a weirdo, what a hell i'm doing here? I don't belong here. I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control, I wanna perfect body, I wanna perfect soul. I want you to notice, when i'm not around. You're so fucking special, I wish I was special.

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