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Look at that, isn't it great.
The kind of people that you just want to hate.
They've got a tight group of friends, and even a band.
While you're just lost in the background, merely a fan.

You watch from afar as it all seems so perfect.
But things that are perfect are never really worth it.
You watch from afar as things fall apart.
Maybe things really are hard.

That once happy group, and their cool little band,
Is a cesspool of anger, with bitter thoughts at hand.
They're really not that great of friends, they argue a lot.
Their band's not that great, and it's falling apart.

Look at that, isn't it great.
The kind of people that you wanted to hate.
They've got a loose group of friends, with barely a band.
While you're just fine in the background, a used to be fan.

A misinterpretation of reality.
A common occurrence with cliques.
Not every thing's what it's not.
And not every thing's what it is.

Look closely, behind every door there's an illusion.
An illusion waiting to drag you in.
Keep your eyes open and watch,
Because what you see can save you more than what you can't.