One of these kids are doing their own thing One of these kids are doing something new Why can't they be you? All of these people look the same All of these people have the same name Plastic people- who doesn't fit? You don't know- but you give a shit. do what you want, I don't care stupid mannequins with plastic hair you're so stupid it makes me laugh but my laughter comes in halves half of it pain-half of it hate is it destiny- or foolish fate your ignorance, my bliss.
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