The two faced girl Always get to survive. That colored girl
Gets to ruin my life
She is such a good player
She never loses a match
She puts on her innocent layer
And pins me to that devil patch
She is very moody
Which can make me hate. My life
She gets very rudy
With words painful as a knife
She is such a fake
Specially when someone is around
And everything ends up my mistake
Oh how she flips the image around
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