help me breathe,
help me believe,
you seem really glad that i am sad.
you are not my friend,
i cannot pretend that you are.
you made it sting,
your voice is ringing,
just like the boys who laughed at me in school.
you are not my friend,
i cannot pretend anymore.
you found a place,
no one should ever go.
i'll be ok,
'cause when i'll back away,
i'm gonna keep the handle of your gun in sight.
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