Mind drifter wake up
Listen to the tearing
Put on your make up
And by the way
Thanks for caring

I remember you
Used to cut me down
Cuz you changed
And by the way
I stayed the same

We played the game
We ran the popularity race
You took second place
And by the way
I fell flat on my face

But at what cost
I dont get to be cool
I dont get to act a fool
I dont get to be a tool
For others to abuse
At your expense their amused

Time is up
Tipped your cup
Your reign dripped out
And by the way
I gathered it all up


(this one is about how all of my highschool life I was dying to be popular,
but in the end it didnt really matter) - enjoi
 
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