| It’s all about cash and the right connections
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| Where did love go, on the payroll, nothing’s holy now
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| Then you worry about class and your skin complexion
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| Save your own ass, kill the outcast, winner’s all that counts
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| I ain’t got no looks, I ain’t got no money
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| But my will is good, my heart is this strong
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| If love was all it took, I’d shine and make it sunny
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| Turn the evil good, from here and now on
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| It’s stronger than steel that old self-addiction
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| Who will love me if I’m ugly? |
| I’ll be left behind
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| Ain’t nobody want real, it’s a world of fiction
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| I’m kind of blurry, but don’t you worry, we gonna be alright
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| Cus I ain’t got no looks…
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| There’s far to many egos out there
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| I’m just trying to equalize
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| Life can be a fucking nightmare
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| I’m just trying to improvise
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| I don’t know why I’m telling you this
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| I guess they call it therapy
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| And every-time my hope is hopeless
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| Keep giving me the air to breathe yeah. |