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Look at me ain't got no money |
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Look at me ain't got no ride |
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Look at me I'm so together |
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But you ain't seen the other side |
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I'm living in my own private hell |
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>From the looks of me you know it's hard to tell |
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That I'm living in my own private hell |
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And from the inside looking out you know it's just as well |
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Wel you tell me what's so funny |
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And I'll stop ha, ha, laughing at you |
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You think you know just what's my problem |
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But you haven't got a clue |
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You know it's just as well |
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I'm in my own private hell |
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Texas ain't so big when you're a wanted man |
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And the desert ain't so dry when you're soaking wet within |
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ANd the sky ain't so high when you're looking down on a cloud |
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No I ain't got nothing |
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But I'm goddamned proud |
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