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I feel less than natural, a total lack of confidence
Deliver me from my addiction to this game
Crack of sticks, this sound clears my head
Helplessly watching, everyone says, "Hello."
I long for something gone
I am a dry snail in this race, too determined, too aggressive
I must be defective
I know a girl, I've got a hockey ball in my hand
I know a girl, by a field, in my hand
I know a girl, I hold her room in my hands
Most of the time I know I'm wrong before I act
Blue of staunchest friendship's color, I am out of place