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We're not even friends We don't even talk My presence isn't Acknowledged You don't even know me You spread lies about me I've heard it before you're The same old problem You hang around You bring everybody down With your gossip and all Your rumors I know your type I don't go for your type I'm tired of you You're the same old problem
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