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Fast cars.
Send us the stars.
Drink it all down.
So we can all go to town.
Party until the sun comes up.
Then go refill your cup.
Now lets pop some pills.
See how it feels.
Make our heads whirl.
And our body's twirl.
Then go with a boy.
Let him treat us like a toy.
But whoops, he slipped.
His pants unzipped.
Now we're in a pickle.
Our tears slide down with a trickle..
All alone now.
Wondering how.
But we don't blame ourselves.
Just put it on the shelves
Now we want the pain to go.
We kick, we throw.
But it just won't leave.
Its getting hard to believe.
So now we get a knife.
It shall end our life.
Teenage suicide.
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