| Nice guys finish last, you're running out of gas
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| Your sympathy will get you left behind
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| Sometimes you’re at your best, when you feel the worst
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| Do you feel washed up like piss going down the drain?
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| Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I’m insane
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| I’m so fuckin' happy, I could cry
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| Every joke can have its truth by now the joke’s on you
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| I never knew you were such a funny guy
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| Oh nice guys finish last, when you run outta gas
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| Don’t pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine
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| Living on command, you’re shaking lots of hands
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| You’re kissing up and bleeding all your trust
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| Taking what you need, bite the hand that feeds
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| You lose your memory and you got no shame
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| Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I’m insane
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| I’m so fuckin' happy, I could cry
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| Every joke can have its truth by now the joke’s on you
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| I never knew you were such a funny guy
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| Oh nice guys finish last, when you run outta gas
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| Don’t pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine
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| Oh nice guys finish last, when you run outta gas
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| Don’t pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine
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| Oh nice guys finish last, when you run outta gas
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| Don’t pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine
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| Oh nice guys finish last, when you run outta gas
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| Don’t pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine |