fix me
cut my hair drench me in soap rid me of my terrible contaminants sit me still make me look forward don't laugh don't cry don't feel sit stare rid me of imperfections tell me I'll never get there tell me how to dream if "choosing my future" wasn't an open answer question multiple choice your not special sit still pay attention take notes because you're a nobody don't dream, your letting yourself down "I'm just fixing you"
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