For me it was gold
But for them its dirt
The way they treat
The way they speak
But whatever it is
I doesnt really fit
They came along
That wasnt too long
Both singing a song
But in everything
Theres flaw to something
The fast they came
The faster they go
Both leaving me
With complete agony

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