| (Yeah I got it)
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| I'm in the crowd full of angels and demons
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| I'm looking out for the jingoes and heathens
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| Nobody move and nobody gonna get hurt
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| Reach for the sky with your face in the dirt
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| Everybody is a star
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| Got my money and I'm feeling kinda low
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| Everybody got a scar
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| Ain't it funny how we're running out of hope
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| Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| (Do we want it? Do, do we want it?)
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| Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| I got blood on my hands in my pockets
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| That's what you get turning bullets into rockets
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| I am a kid of a bad education
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| The shooting star of a lowered expectation
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| Everybody is a star
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| Got my money and I'm feeling kinda low
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| Everybody got a scar
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| Ain't it funny how we're running out of hope
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| Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| (Do we want it? Do, do we want it?)
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| Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| I'm just a face in a crowd of spectators
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| Do the sound of the voice of the traitor
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| Dirty looks and I'm looking for a payback
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| Burning books in a bulletproof backpack
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| Everybody is a star
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| Got my money and I'm feeling kinda low
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| Everybody got a scar
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| Ain't it funny how we're running out of hope
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| Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| (Do we want it? Do, do we want it?)
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| Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| (Do we want it? Do, do we want it?) (Everybody is a star)
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| Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (Everybody is a star) |