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zero was a hotshot a dozen years ago |
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so opinionated he'd give 'em all a show |
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heart attached to his sleeve by silverplated cords |
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million dollar moonbeams and billion dollar words |
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LATELY THERE'S BEEN NOTHING TO SAY |
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SEEMS LIKE THERE'S NOTHING TO SAY |
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WHY IS THERE NOTHING TO SAY? |
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no one paid attention to what he had to say |
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doubt and apprehension, his loss was no one's gain |
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so he set his sights on money all that mattered was the green |
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'til all of the excitement had turned to apathy |
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LATELY THERE'S BEEN NOTHING TO SAY |
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caught a glimpse of heaven like needles in the eye |
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more than undeserving it begs the question, why? |
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NOTHING TO SAY |
