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I WILL DO

WHATEVER I WANT TO

I DONT CARE

ABOUT MY HAIR

YOU SEE A BAD REFLECTION

I SEE A BAD CONNECTION

CIGARETTES IN MY ROOM

A NEW FIGHT BLOOMS

TALKING BACK

RESPECT I LACK

YOULL STILL SAY "I LOVE YOU"

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO

A LONG CHILLING DRIVE

A DREAM IN WHICH WE DIE

I AM MY OWN PERSON

AN ARGUMENT ENDS IN CURSES

DAD GETS INVOLVED

STILL NOTHING IS RESOLVED

I CRY FOR HOURS

SIT IN A COLD SHOWER

PLANNING MY FINAL ESCAPE

LOSING HOPE IN THIS FAMILY WITH HASTE

SITTING ALONE WONDERING WHAT TO DO

THINKING I DONT LOVE YOU LIKE I USED TO

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