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I was here before those hangers on And I'll still be here when you lose 'em We've seen it once, we've seen it before Building confidences with razors Your swelling head, blacks out the sun The more you speak, the more I go numb It goes on and on like a painful sitcom I'm sorry sir, are you ready for your close-up? You're ego's fed, my face is red, I gotta get out All this limelight, it's burning out your sight And I'm afraid that you no longer see it Handed the life you want, you choose to respond With nothing to complaints That's not a life it's a fucking cliche Forget the people who have brought you here Forget the places that you came from I recognize that the walls are closing in And I have never walked in your shoes Can't get back to the start Yeah its hurts sometimes, it kinda breaks my heart Try to find something to say but the words don't fit I stood there awkwardly While you let people act like you just parted the sea I wanna set it straight The words don't fit, I wonder if they ever will Can we get back to where we began? Do I really even give a damn? |
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