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why are you surprised nobody's arrived the thoughts on people's minds are we're nothing must you be so blind not to realize everybody's thoughts mean something it goes to bed... nothing stays the same all we do is blame but we're the one's at fault no one's perfect i'll tell it like it is we don't belong in this biz so pack up your vintage life we're leaving it goes to bed... they say what they think they know and they know what's on television they dress how the others dress and they feel without the truth of even feeling it goes to bed... From Letras Mania