| I wanna get some sunshine
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| Before the sun goes down
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| I guess it doesn’t matter to you
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| I’m so sick and tired
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| But that’s nothing new
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| I guess it doesn’t matter to you, no
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| No, it don’t matter to you
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| 'Cause I love myself, I don’t love nobody else
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| And I feel alright, feeling sonic high
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| And when I touch myself I feel like someone else
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| I’ve lost all the visions I had
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| All the problems, I am on my way to be damned
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| 'Cause you’re damned, damned, damned
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| I ain’t a powderhead
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| I ain’t going nowhere
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| I think I’d rather be dead
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| Than be your powderhead
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| Well, do you think I love you
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| When you’re on the TV screen
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| You see, it doesn’t matter to me, no way
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| And I saw that motherfucker in the strobe light
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| And I kicked that motherfucker 'til he ran out of sight
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| I guess it doesn’t matter to me, no
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| No, it don’t matter to me
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| But it does to you who choses to fuck with me
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| 'Cause I ain’t no powderhead, wow
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| 'Cause I love myself, I don’t love nobody else
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| And I feel alright, feeling super sonic high
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| And when I touch myself I feel like someone else
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| I’ve lost all the visions I had
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| All the problems, I am on my way to be damned
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| 'Cause you’re damned, damned, damned
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| I ain’t a powderhead
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| I ain’t going nowhere
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| I think I’d rather be dead
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| Than be your powderhead
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| That’s right, man |