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Don't speak, those boys don't know you
Those boys think you're so empty
You know that death is in your mind
Close to the frozen borderline
And you'll never have to be those girls again
And you'll never have to be those girls again
Here you come
With your reputations
Your hesitations
And your song
And you'll never have to be those girls again
You'll never have to be those girls again
And you'll never have to be those girls again
And you'll never have to be those girls again
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