Trust get you, killed Love gets you, hurt And being real get you, hated When you can't look On the bright side I will sit with you and cry F.E.A.R. Forget Everything And Run Or Face Everything And Rise You choose
I like weird people The black sheep, the odd ducks, the rejects, the loners, the lost and forgotten, more often than not, these people have the most beautiful souls
Too weird to live Too rare to die
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