| It started back in high-school
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| So cool, king of the scene
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| You found that making people laugh
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| Was more than just a dream
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| The public took right to you
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| Like flies to a pile of shit
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| So funny and smart so talented
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| But success just couldn't fit
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| Wasting your life
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| No future is bright
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| Dancing on your grave
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| Living like a slave, someone should've said...
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| N.F.L. |
| Efilnikufesin
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| N.F.L
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| N.F.L. |
| Efilnikufesin
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| N.F.L
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| Wake up dead, in a plywood bed six feet from the
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| Rest of your life
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| And when you couldn't see your own dependency
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| N.F.L., nice fucking life
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| The whole world is your playground
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| Yet you couldn't find your niche
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| Your only friends it helps you through
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| Helps you dig your daily ditch
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| The bottom line can't touch you
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| Cause you're above the rest
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| But your little friend's the enemy
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| And the bottom line is death
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| Wasting your life
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| No future is bright
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| Dancing on your grave
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| Living like a slave, someone should've said...
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| N.F.L. |
| Efilnikufesin
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| N.F.L
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| N.F.L. |
| Efilnikufesin
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| N.F.L
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| Wake up dead, in a plywood bed six feet from the
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| Rest of your life
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| And when you couldn't see your own dependency
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| N.F.L., nice fucking life
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| You lived a life of excess
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| Goddamn shame it's such a waste
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| Just one too many cookies
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| From the batch no one should taste
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| Yet his memory still stays with us
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| Cause watching him was fun
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| Too bad things weren't different
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| Who knows what he'd have done
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| Wasting your life
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| No future is bright
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| Dancing on your grave
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| Living like a slave, someone should've said...
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| N.F.L. |
| Efilnikufesin
|
| N.F.L
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| N.F.L. |
| Efilnikufesin
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| N.F.L
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| Wake up dead, in a plywood bed six feet from the
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| Rest of your life
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| And when you couldn't see your own dependency
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| N.F.L., nice fucking life |