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The Right
written by CemetaryDrive12:08 AM 12/25/04What gives you the right to think that you're more important then me?
What gives you the idea that I'm inferior to you?
Why do you think you're so fucking important, much better then me?
Why do you go through life blind, thinking that you rule this world?
What makes you think that you can fuck everything up, and get away with it?
What is going through your mind, when you say all these things you say?
Why do you live like a moron, believing that others are only there for you?
Why are you to stupid too see that you don't have the right to bitch me of?
What do you feel when you are acting like no one can do a thing to you?
What makes you do the things you do, since when did things get this far?
Why did you change this much, how come we have grown this far apart?
Why don't we talk anymore, cant we be like we once used to be, friends?
Tell me, what do you see, when you look at me? |
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