What's the point of fame if it's been abused?. What's a kid like me even got to lose?. Here I am on your bed again. It's too big for the room it's in.
What's the point of fame if it's been abused?. What's a kid like me even got to lose?. Here I am on your bed again. It's too big for the room it's in.
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