Paint the walls with cheap graffiti
No need to put forth effort or even really try
Tell me that I'm pretty
So I can perpetrate the lie
Listen while I'm offended, by every little thing
Cuz being so contrary makes me interesting
No need to give back or listen
My gift to you is existing
Don't give a damn for your opinion
So you better listen close to mine
Rosin up the pity violin
Drag my nails across it while I whine
World take notice how I suffer
In my auto-bio-tragedy
Watch how strong I am, overcoming nothing
Just don't look at me
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