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Oh my god
This just in:
We're getting reports of a party
Getting completely out of hand on Microwave Street!
Be careful folks, teenagers can be scary
I came here 'cause I was looking for you
But the only thing I found was you wrapped around a dude
Seeing him enjoy it really killed my mood
It doesn't matter anyway, I came here for the food
Fuck, shit, it's happening again
She's making out with the guy who killed her boyfriend
Fuck, shit, it's happening again
She's making out with the guy who killed her boyfriend
There were kids outside who were probably getting high
I say "Thanks, I'm good, it's really not my style"
There are very many drunk people in this room
If you are one of them, I'm gonna be one of them soon!
I can't stick around here
Maybe fifteen minutes longer
And I thought I'd speak to you
Before this stupid night is over
I'm so bad at everything I do
I came to this stupid party for you
If anyone asks, I came here for the food
Fuck, shit, it's happening again
She's making out with the guy who killed her boyfriend
Fuck, shit, it's happening again
She's making out with the guy who killed her boyfriend
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