| Everybody wants to be somebody
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| Not everybody wants to make their way
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| I know some people that’ll take their chances
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| Riding on the wake of someone’s wave
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| My television is reality graveyard
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| Haunted by the ghost of desperate dreams
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| I try to make it on guitar string budget
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| Highway to Hollywood is so obscene
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| Cut my throat and spill the blood on your peg leg
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| I should have known this all along
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| Whoa
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| Take your best shot with your cannon
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| Whoa
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| I’m about to cause some damage
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| Stars are made and stars will fall
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| And this one will outshine you
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| Whoa
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| Look out cuz I’m right behind
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| Shove the knife into my back so gently
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| Twist the blade and tell me my?
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| Turn around and take audacity with you
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| Stitch up the wound you made for old times' sake
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| Cut my throat and spill the blood on your peg leg
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| I should have known this all along
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| Whoa
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| Take your best shot with your cannon
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| Whoa
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| I’m about to cause some damage
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| Stars are made and stars will fall
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| And this one will outshine you
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| Whoa
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| Look out cuz I’m right behind you
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| I’m a castaway you don’t think I’m good enough
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| You want to seize the day and I’ll call your fucking bluff
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| Everybody wants to be somebody and I’m not here to get in hard works way
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| I guess respect is something bought and unearned
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| Your jealously will lead to your decay
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| Whoa
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| Take your best shot with your cannon
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| Whoa
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| I’m about to cause some damage
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| Stars are made and stars will fall
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| And this one will outshine you
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| Whoa
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| Look out cuz I’m right behind you
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| I’m a castaway you don’t think I’m good enough
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| You want to seize the day and I’ll call your fucking bluff |