blue
people ask my favorite color i say bluepeople ask why i'm sad
i'd say i feel like i'm on neptune
without a person to call dad
people ask why i'm crazy
i'd say run in the family
people say im depressed
i smile happily
but they know the rest
people say i'm a loser
i'd say i know
poeple say i look like a bruiser
i'd say that blows
enough about them...its about us
like da love hate the fuss
i hate seed school
but i love the person true blue
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