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Oh People
You try to shape me
You want to make me
But I can't let that happen

The holes you're digging now will bury you later on
And your coffin has only room for one
Im not going to get dragged down with you
I make enough mistakes on my own

Dont talk like your different
You're all the same
Brining me down, you and your crowd
There's no fame in this game