| About time for anyone telling you Off for all your deeds
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| No sign the roaring thunder stopped in cold to read
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| I get mine and make no excuses
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| Waste of precious breath (No time)
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| The sun shines on everyone
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| Everyone, love yourself to death
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| So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You’ll never be loved till you’ve made your own
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| You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too
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| low
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| Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry
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| Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry
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| No lies and no deceiving
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| Man is what he loves
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| I keep trying to conceive
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| That death is from above (No time)
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| I get mine and make no excuses
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| Waste of precious breath (No time)
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| The sun shines on everyone
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| Everyone, love yourself to death
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| So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You’ll never be loved till you’ve made your own
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| You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too
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| low
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| Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry
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| Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry
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| Life isn’t always what you think it’d be Turn your head for one second and the tables turn
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| And I know, I know that I did you wrong
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| Will you trust me when I say that I’ll make it up to you somehow
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| Somehow
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| So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You’ll never be loved till you’ve made your own
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| You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too
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| low
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| Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry
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| Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I’m so sorry |