| She looks at me every second
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| Hoping to find there anything new
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| But she see all the same
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| Even uglier
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| Walking along the street
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| And Envying all those around here
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| You’re devouring things
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| Loking more expensive than your
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| Diamonds are brighter
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| Than you have
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| All that you have
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| Do you have something more important
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| Than your beauty
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| Beauty of you
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| She always spits on the sooouls
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| Hunting for money as vultuures
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| Life your life dirty
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| Spitting on all
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| Dressed as whore
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| Walking along the street
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| And Envying all those around here
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| A man in devil mask
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| Will push you to the wall
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| Forced to remember all
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| Than you have done
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| All all that you Have done
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| No remorse No regrets
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| But its beauty lies in the tomb
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| It will remain in the mirror shrapnel. |