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Sometimes I wish I could just sit and watch a shadow fade

At times I wish I could just make The lonely go away

I know you wish for clear blue skies But I prefer them grey

These days I'm keeping to myself I Don't have much to say

My perception is altered I try not to falter a lot of pain from that drama I try not to falter

And that's the curse of the popular the Popular ones know

Haven't been through that drama then You probably wouldn't know

At times I'm really thinking I could be Somebody

Then people throw their dirt on my Name

The lonely times I'm thinking that I Need somebody

I'm guessing that's the price of the Fame

That's the curse of the

Why do they flex and I must pretend I See the future they see my end

Austin I got the power let's not pretend And I will remain where the Top begin

I am not one that can be erased And Only Maple Reid can put me in my Place

And if it's bout a bank then you know I'ma chase Just wanna be happy when I leave this place

Yes I am angry I hear the gossip it Change me that's why I'm moving so Strangely

But can you blame me I am the Villain, they name me what more can I do when they shame me

I gotta remind an opp that he is no Equal my life a movie and bitch it's No sequel

I'ma be me and I do as I please I no Longer need your attention at ease

That's the curse of the popular the Popular ones know

Haven't been through that drama, then You probably wouldn't know

At times I'm really thinking I could be Somebody

And people know that they're on my Name

The lonely times I'm thinking that I Need somebody

I'm guessing that's the price of the fame

That's the curse of the

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I'll be searching, I'll be looking, find Me too

Think I might be just the same as you

I'll be searching, I'll be looking find Me too

I'm just wondering do they call you Popular too

That's the curse of the popular the Popular ones know

Haven't been through that drama, then You probably wouldn't know

At times I'm really thinking I could be Somebody

And people throw their dirt on my Name

The lonely times I'm thinking that I Need somebody

I'm guessing that's the price of the Fame

That's the curse of the