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To the guy at the end of my street
With the "Trump 2024 Fuck Your Feelings Flag"
I hope you know it was a "fag"
That egged your house
And made you feel unsafe on your own street I hope you know that you don't
Live in the city that you think

And just because you don't go to the west side, south side
Or any side that isn't yours
Doesn't mean that they won't price you out in time
And like he says - What's a little treason between friends
You've never stood your ground
And I'm sure you couldn't stand mine

I've got friends that'll build and build and get back up again
Waiting on your ass to have a little imagination
Can't snuff us out with a polyester blend
But you'd know that if you'd been paying attention



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Writer(s): Molly Compton
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