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The bully stands above me
He’s pushed me down once again
Doesn't he realize someday
I’ll be bigger than him

Maybe not in size
We all know that’s the truth
But I’m already smarter
That makes my size worth two

Why he always picks on me
I just might never know
Why he never leaves me be
I won’t question at all

Because I know
Deep in my heart
That I’ll always be better

And on this level
Because I’m smart
I feel the tables turning

The poor bully over there
That won’t leave me alone

The one that stands high above me
And keeps pushing me down

I feel bad for him because
There will come a time
Where he will be without a friend
And I will live on high



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