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Artista: The Vacancy you can't talk to me that way I never asked for your opinion you can't look at me that way your eyes are burning through my face don't bother to get up off the floor I'll drag you right, right to the door don't bother to get up off the floor I'll drag you right, right to the door you thought you had it all planned out until I came along you never thought that I could out smart you don't call me your friend, now you know you're wrong self centered debutante
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