Varför hata någon när man ändå kan älska personen?
Call me a slut. Call me a whore. Call me whatever.
I’ve heard it before. Say that I'm fake. Say that I lie.
Say what you want. You won’t see me cry,
because I know none of it's true, but calling me all this shit,
ha, what the hell does that make you?
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