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Your mouth still says the same words, But I won't let you change my life the way you want, I've had enough, I HATE BEING USED, Leave me alone, AIN'T TELL ME WHATTA DO I'm tired of being a robot at the remote control. I needed to express everything to those who see people as a resource, or a tool. Those who use people as a resource, you are not smarter than everyone else. You are simply selfish making a path out of the heads of others. I will eradicate others like you, I'm not a puppet so I ain't belong to you, My life belongs only to me and not to you, You're deeply wrong if you think you've a doll called voodoo, Fuck, How many people have you already ruined their lives? If they didn't resist then at that moment their brains died, I'll catch you and the kinds of you, you're all rats but not gray mice, This is what you truly deserve, fucking well-deserved pie HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO FUCKING REPEAT, DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, YOU'RE NOBODY TO ME, I ALMOST BROKE MY VOICE, I shouldn't waste my PRECIOUS NERVES ON YOU, Your life, I would destroy, but I'll give you a LESSON WATCH YOUR MOVES Your mouth still says the same words, But I won't let you change my life the way you want, I've had enough, I HATE BEING USED, Leave me alone, AIN'T TELL ME WHATTA DO
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