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Well it don't come easy and it don't come quick |
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And your hands get greasy and your mind gets sick |
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And your heart starts pumping and your blood gets thin |
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And you keep on loosing when you want to win |
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Well you keep on pushing just to free your mind |
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Got to keep on looking if you want to find |
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All the dreams you're seeking what you're thinking of |
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Better come to me 'cause you need some love |
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Well it don't come easy and it don't come quick |
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And your mind gets sleazy and your tongue gets slick |
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And your heart gets harder and the air gets thin |
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And you keep on loosing when you want to win |
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Well you keep on moving cause you can't stand still |
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And you keep on climbing to another hill |
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And the road gets longer and you see no end |
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Better come to me 'cause you need a friend. |