I could tell you what I think.
But you wouldn't believe me.
I could smoke and I could drink.
But it wouldn't make you see.
I'm a down and out awful person.
Your loveliness I stain and worsen.
People who like me, they don't know.
That underneath all my charm.
The bad in me, it never will show,
I'm only out to do you harm.
I'm cruel and I'm clever and I'll smile and be mean.
My heart was stamped of cold metal, from a machine.
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