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 te mind about this o that,
or anything at all
So te go with the flow and hope to God that no one knows it
Everything te are, everything te say
Everything te do is not for you
Everything te feel, Everything te know
Found it on your preferito TV show
And it's people like te that make me sick
I'm surrounded da te everywhere I look
You're telling everyone
How different te really are
But it's been detto before,
So maybe you're not special after all
If te put the...
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