| Up in the morning splash water on my face, I’m not a winner I’m a disgrace
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| The mirror shows no image of perfection, I see myself and it’s a negative
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| reflection
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| I’m not another kid filled with empty dreams, Who’s got it all and don’t know
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| what it means
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| I’m the reason and that makes me a threat, I remember what you forget
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| Straight off the streets on to your stereo, Is how true rock is supposed to flow
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| We got the me generation’s decades of decadence, Heavy metal rocking to comic
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| book cadence
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| Disco, high fashion, venereal disease, Abba, U2, and Shawn Cassidy
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| The cash registers are open, they’re never shut, They’re selling Madonna,
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| the 20th century slut
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| Pretty boy music on your MTV, Bullshit rap music running off with your money
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| Today’s youth follow the prophets of wealth, They’d rather worship an idol than
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| think for themselves
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| You got to be labeled and have a gimmick to make it, When you’re worthless you
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| have to fake it
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| The drugged out crowd just follows the herd, They’re singing along and they
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| don’t know the words |