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Ie got this secret that noone really knows.
If wimpness is a potion then I got a heavy dose.
People think I a loser and a bore.
But in my home I hard to the core.
I drinking in my room and I surfing on the net.
Acting macho and the keyboard getting wet.
This room is my playgroud where I set the tone.
In here a dork can be bad to the bone.
I KICK THE CAT AND I LIGHT EM UP.
POURING VODKA INTO MY SODA POP.
I CRANK UP THE STEREO TO UPSET MY DAD.
BUT OUTSIDE THIS HOUSE NOONE KNOWS I BAD.
I wear my leather when the door is locked.
And dreams of stealing girls from that football jock.
Guess I have to stick with my girlie mag.
And let everyone think that I a f*g.
I KICK THE CAT AND I LIGHT EM UP.
POURING VODKA INTO MY SODA POP.
I CRANK UP THE STEREO TO UPSET MY DAD.
BUT OUTSIDE THIS HOUSE NOONE KNOWS I BAD.