Story Behind the Song
i wanted to write a song that had to do with esotericism.
Lyrics
i picked you for the reason that, you were good at kickball, we won twelve to four and, you told me that you didn't care if we won at all, it's okay i'm not ashamed, if you don't like me that way, we can forget, what happened in the year, i asked you to go to the football game, your reply was borderline and you went without me, i called you up for the history, you hung up on me and i'll never call you again, your'e not my friend you never were, how can you stand to be a jerk, we can't forget what happened in the year, you're made up of maggots and you have no eyes, you call yourself pretty you just don't realize, that no one likes you your'e not impressive and you smell bad, you sing like a broken record, you sing like a broken record.
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