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Texty: Strung Out. Childish Games.

now i can see through the games that you play and why the games you play them with me i don't understand if you love someone ??? such agony another time another place would maybe be different but right now it's far to late right here, right now, right away ??? my feelings i just can't escape so tell me, just tell me why don't you know how hard i try just tell me where i went wrong just tell me and ill be gone i don't care about society in general i know now we're all built the same but society can make you hurt another person i hear the cries of your pain you tell me truth, you tell me lies your different so i'm blind ??? and i got left behind you play your games you play with me to make others think your cool the only real thing you ever knew you threw away, your a fool [chorus] and i don't care about society in general i know now we're all built the same but some of us grow up faster than others while others play childish games
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