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"You, with your words like knives and swords and weapons that you use against me, you have knocked me off my feet again, got me feelin like I'm nothing. You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard, calling me out when I'm wounded. You, pickin on the weaker man, have pointed out my flaws again as if I don't already see them. I'll walk with my head down trying to block you out cause I'll never impress you. I just wanna feel okay again. Well you can take me down with just one single blow, but you don't know what you don't know. Somday I'll be livin in a big old city, and all you're ever gonna be is mean."