Cockroach:
I'm your plate You use me but always late Two years ahead, you call me a classmate Who you used to date. I'm your shoes. You see me dirty, but you're my muse. I told you, Cockroach is my middle name but you never got my cues. I tried my best How did i lose? I saw her in the blade Remember the promises we made. Call me pretty, so i survive You step over me but I'm still alive.
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