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You look at me and see a green eyed blonde But if you look closer you see a smart driven girl. This hair color doesn't match the brain Don't underestimate me I know what is going on.  
Like the queen of England, You sit on your throne. Trying to make others feel worse, Making them see, that they you own   That they’re alone in this word, That they’re some kind of freak
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