They

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They will only care
If you're pretty, dying or rich
They will only dare
To get close to you, inch by inch

They'll treat you right
Without you trying your might
They'll only love you
Because you're one of those cool kiddo

They won't gossip about your flaws
They won't care about the law
They'll stay awake
Just so you'll never stay away

But what if,
What if you're not of those
Those pretty, dying, rich and cool?
Oh, they will treat you like a fool

They'll punch you
Kick you
Stab you in the back

They will come to you with all their pack
Until you decide to have a suicide pact

They demand to be pretty
Dying
Rich
And cool

And if you're not one of those
In pain, you'll overdose.

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