| Nobody gives a damn, nobody gives him credit where it’s due
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| I’ll be his number one fan, even if it makes me look a fool
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| And I could never ask for more
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| And I could never be unsure
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| Because when I’m sick and tired of life he’s got the cure
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| He’s a superstar, in his own home
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| He’s a superstar, but he’s unknown
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| He can do things you won’t believe
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| And it comes to him so easily
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| He’s a superstar, in his own home
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| Coming in late at night
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| Creep around hear the sound of my own breathing
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| Hanging in the streetlight
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| Taking in the smell that gives me that same feeling
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| I’m gonna make it right one day
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| I’m gonna win this fight some day
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| I’m gonna reach that height one day
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| I’ll find a way to show some love to you, show some love
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| He’s a superstar, in his own home
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| He’s a superstar, but he’s unknown
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| He can do things you won’t believe
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| And it comes to him so easily
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| He’s a superstar, in his own home
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| I don’t want him to go through life like a low down soul who no one cares about
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| I don’t want him to feel like no one sees that he makes everything else alright
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| Alright
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| He’s a superstar, in his own home
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| He’s a superstar, but he’s unknown
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| He can do things you won’t believe
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| And it comes to him so easily
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| He’s a superstar, in his own home |