1, 2, 3, 4!
You follow every line,
You wear perfect patch and style
You're like a satellite you're driftin' throught the sky
You can't make up tu mind about this o that,
or anything at all
So tu go with the flow and hope to God that no one knows it
Everything tu are, everything tu say
Everything tu do is not for you
Everything tu feel, Everything tu know
Found it on your favorito! TV show
And it's people like tu that make me sick
I'm surrounded por tu everywhere I look
You're telling everyone
How different tu really are
But it's been dicho before,
So maybe you're not special after all
If tu put the...
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