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Feel the burn and the fury of my pen feel the fire, as |
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I fan the flames again brace yourself for the mediocre |
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Hail the king of the almost good enough nothing bold, nothing's flying off the cuff things might change, but don't hold your breath yet |
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Try floating with the flow, try not to run too slow be average, not below, |
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Let's go [Chorus:] |
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Hello lamewads, |
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I'm with you raise your fists if this rings true |
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Hello lamewads, never quite our best or finest hello lamewads, |
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I'm predicting a |
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C minus, now. |
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Hello lamewads, hello. |
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Like a shoelace slowly coming loose like a flashlight running out of juice save your necks, with some lame excuses |
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I'm neither friend or foe, |
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I'm never going pro does this sound apropos? |
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Let's go. |
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Niether hot nor cold this is getting old. |
