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Does anyone remember Tony?
He was a quiet boy, a little overweight, he had breasts like a girl
When I wasn't too busy feeling lonely
I'd stare over his shoulder at a map of the world
He always finished all his homework
Raised his hand in homeroom
For the morning attendance
And to pledge allegiance to the gloom
Hey Tony, what's so good about dying
I think I might do a little dying today
Looked in the mirror saw that little faggot staring back at him
Pulled out a gun and blew himself away
I hated every day of high school