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Goodbye |
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It could happen to you |
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A defect from the wasted outskirts of Los Angeles |
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With a crumpled-up pass for the RTD |
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And no authority or trajectory |
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On the brink of insanity |
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Yeah, you better believe it |
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'Cause it's written all over your face |
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Just a neighborhood reject |
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Out of step and out of place |
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You better believe it |
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Would you ever have thought, persistence |
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Could prevail against the almost |
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Unbearable weights of the system? |
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With nothing better to do |
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And no one else who you can look up to |
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Yeah, you better believe it |
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'Cause it's written all over your face |
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A political defect |
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Out of step and out of place |
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You better believe it |
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And the future is bright |
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When ideas run astray |
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So turn out the light |
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A punk can't have a say |
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Sometimes desire is all that's there |
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Who said life was fair? Better believe it |
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Yeah, you better believe it |
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'Cause it's written all over your face |
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Just a neighborhood reject |
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Out of step and out of place |
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You better believe it |
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You better believe it |
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You gotta believe it |
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'Cause it's written all over your face |
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A political defect |
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Out of step and out of place |
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You better believe it |
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You gotta believe it |
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It's written all over your face |
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As a cultural reject |
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Out of step and out of place |
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You better believe it |
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You better believe it |