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Creep in the shadows wearing your Sunday best sleep in the shallows face down drowning slowly hide in the crowd a sub-cult chameleon don't know who you are got social bulimia. You've got it so bad it's as bad as you make it you say life's unfair and take every chance to fake it why are you so afraid to be yourself better to live for you and not everybody else. Stuck in the middle feeling so luke warm you built up your walls and still feel uncomfortable each day is brand new so try to live your life and maybe someday I'll heed my own advice. Be what they want or be who you say.
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