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Then you're going talking trash
And I ain't having none of that

You bad mouth every friend that you had
And I know for a fact 'cause they call you out by name
You fucked up every dream that you had
With the scenes and the fads
Baby, you just look so lame
You try to repair what you broke
But you slipped up again and you ran away back home
Now you got nobody to turn to
I think that you belong alone

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