| Somebody tell me why we landed here on the planet left stranded
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| We suffer in this land then we leave it empty-handed
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| Experienced a fraction of eternity then vanish
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| I never took advantage, I just took it all for granted
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| In my youth man, I used to smoke a quarter a night
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| Was bored of my life, ignoring all the glorious sights
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| I was lost getting caught up in all the hype
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| It took me ten years to get my priorities right
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| I’m up close and personal with my daily abuse
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| But all you fairies say spare me cause you’re scared of the truth
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| Chorus
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| Why oh why must everyone be in disguise
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| You get nothing out of living lies
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| Why? |
| Cause everybody needs to hide
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| Why oh why must everyone be in disguise
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| You get nothing out of living lies
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| Why? |
| Cause everybody needs to hide
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| You know I really think it’s funny
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| When you’re flaunting all your automobiles
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| Cause I know that money’s something that you oughta conceal
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| The more you reveal the more we know it all isn’t real
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| I bet you frauds keep talkin' till your coffin is sealed
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| But it’s ok, you behave in anyway that you want
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| Cause I can look you in the face and know you’re fakin' the funk
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| So take a second and brace yourself for taken this punch
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| You may leave a little shaken when I break through your front
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| Chorus
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| I was just another white kid who suffered an identity crisis
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| I ain’t the only one I know that many are like this
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| So I did it how I did it never cared if they liked it
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| Kids got so excited they were ready to bite shit
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| Me getting on the mic is just like getting a license
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| To be hittin' all you critics that are stereotypin'
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| My only problem is I got plenty of vices
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| But I’ll Keep on writin' till I’m ready and ripe
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| Chorus |