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First off |
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I refuse to let you get to me |
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Now secondly |
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I'm amused at your desperation, frankly |
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Oh, man in eager times, |
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It's your ego and my hide and you slither slide |
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You can't eat what you can't catch |
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You just stare you're such a cold fish |
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You might think that you have won |
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But we've only just begun |
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And I'll always be a step ahead, yeah |
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And furthermore what now we're keeping score |
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And lastly it must get taxing, ah |
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Trying to surpass me |
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Your wings get waxy |
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Hot damn, I do what I can |
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I focus on the things that I like |
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I let it slide |
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You can't eat what you can't catch |
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You just stare you're such a cold fish |
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You might think that you have won, but we've only just begun |
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And I'll always be a step ahead, yeah |
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You can't rely on what you don't have |
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You're all style and no substance, and well |
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You got it backwards and you don't care who you hurt |
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You're a poser and a problem |
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We are born and raised in a heartbeat |
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If it's lonely and down, would you stick with me |
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And I hitch my ride, into the rising sun |
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I thank god, that I've been alive |
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To get up and do something with my life |
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I'm not backing down, no |
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You can't eat what you can't catch |
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You just stare you're such a cold fish |
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You might think that you have won, but we've only just begun |
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And I'll always be a step ahead, yeah |
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You can't rely on what you don't have |
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You're all style and no substance, well |
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You got it backwards and you don't care who you hurt |
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You're a poser and a problem |
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Say it, say it, so sorry to hear |
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You might think that you have won, but we've only just begun |
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And I'll always be a step ahead |
