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I see people in the basement They've been locked up there for years Someone's sitting in their small tent But no one see's there lonely tears There are people fixing car dents who spend the night time drinking beer It doesn't matter who you see what made you you what made me me You say you know what you want And you know how you can get it My thoughts won't cease to haunt People can't hear what I emit If I could you use a bigger font I could be more than just a skit I don't care if you dissagree What made you you what made me me If something might sound bad one could say it like a joke that way if someone gets mad we'd say hey it's just a joke it could still make us sad or glad our meaning's shaded like a rogue our hearts are shrouded by debree what made you you what made me me
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