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Your friends think you’re perfect
But they haven’t a clue
That only I know,
What bullies do to you.
They beat you and hurt you
And call you mean names.
They tell you you’re stupid
And you take the blame.
But, oh, how they’re wrong,
How they underestimate you.
And now you’ve a plan
To come out of your blue.
But now you regret,
When you pulled that black trigger
‘cause killing the innocent
Made your problem bigger.