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The Cheyenne ( shy-AN) are an Indigenous people of the Great Plains. Their Cheyenne language belongs to the Algonquian language family. Today, the Cheyenne people are split into two federally recognized nations: the Southern Cheyenne, who are enrolled in the Cheyenne and Arapaho Tribes in Oklahoma, and the Northern Cheyenne, who are enrolled in the Northern Cheyenne Tribe of the Northern Cheyenne Indian Reservation in Montana. The Cheyenne comprise two Native American tribes, the Só'taeo'o or Só'taétaneo'o (more commonly spelled as Suhtai or Sutaio) and the Tsétsêhéstâhese (also spelled Tsitsistas, [t͡sɪt͡shɪstʰɑs]). The tribes merged in the early 19th century. At the time of their first European contact, the Cheyenne lived in what is now Minnesota. They were… more »

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Baby, what have I become?
This isn't the person I am
But i'm everything that you made me
I'm changing, you can't be complaining
I always was so complaisant
You're so fucking draining
But you never gave enough
I just wanted to be loved
See how quick we turned to dust?
I believe my own lies
I don't see myself when I look in my eyes
You knew a version of me that has died
Triple digits on the freeway
I'm going back to my old ways
I'd rather have these drugs beg me to stay
The way you made me was a cold case
It was a cold case
Baby, I promise I don't lie to you
I just hide the things that I do
Who fucking knew?
Trust me, you should never believe me
But that shit comes too easy
You should fucking leave me
Cause we're running into every flame
Every guy, they feel the same
I'm becoming everything that I hate
And I feel like maybe it's way too late
To fix everything and my ways
Now I know i'm who I betrayed
You couldn't even try
Fucking with your mind gets me high
I think it's my last night
I believe my own lies
I don't see myself when I look in my eyes
You knew a version of me that has died
Triple digits on the freeway
I'm going back to my old ways
I'd rather have these drugs beg me to stay
The way you made me was a cold case
It was a cold case
I'm a little messed up
The way I knew there would never be an us
Left you for dead
Cus I chose him instead
Yeah, I chose him instead
I believe my own lies
I don't see myself when I look in my eyes
You knew a version of me that has died
I'd rather have these drugs beg me to stay
The way you made me was a cold case
It was a cold case

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