| About time for anyone telling you off for all your deeds
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| No sign the roaring thunder stopped in cold to read
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| No time
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| Get mine and make no excuses waste of precious breath
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| No time
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| The sun shines on everyone, everyone love yourself to death
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| So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go
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| You'll never be loved till you've made your own
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| You gotta face up, you gotta get yours
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| You never know the top till you get too low
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| A son of a stepfather
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| A son of a
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| I'm so sorry
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| A son of a stepfather
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| A son of a
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| I'm so sorry
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| No lies and no deceiving, man is what he loves
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| I keep tryin' to conceive that death is from above
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| No time
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| Get mine and make no excuses waste of precious breath
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| No time
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| The sun shines on everyone, everyone love yourself to death
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| So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go
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| You'll never be loved till you've made your own
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| You gotta face up, you gotta get yours
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| You never know the top till you get too low
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| A son of a stepfather
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| A son of a
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| I'm so sorry
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| A son of a stepfather
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| A son of a
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| I'm so sorry
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| Life isn't always what you think it'd be
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| Turn your head for one second and the tables turn
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| And I know, I know that I did you wrong
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| But will you trust me when I say that I'll
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| Make it up to you somehow, somehow
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| So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go
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| You'll never be loved till you've made your own
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| You gotta face up, you gotta get yours
|
| You never know the top till you get too low
|
| A son of a stepfather
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| A son of a
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| I'm so sorry
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| A son of a stepfather
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| A son of a
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| I'm so sorry
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| I'm so sorry
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| I'm so sorry
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| I'm so sorry |