| Step up, too afraid of consequence
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| Step back, so afraid of failure man
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| Seen you, tip toeing around the fringe
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| Been you, but forever can’t commit
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| Sick of the excuses and we’re sick of wasting time
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| No one will remember it and everything is blight
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| Every altercation is twisted and damaged
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| Now we show you hand over fist
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| Dead set, throwing a fit
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| Spoon fed, like a child regressed
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| Dead set, now we see you on the way
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| Spoon fed, you’re a dead set legend mate
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| Dead set, spoon fed, dead set, transgress
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| Drag it through the mud, ragged, putrid
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| Tarnish what remains, hopeful, listless
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| Over thinking, bitter, twisted
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| Your legacy, bloody and fisted
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| Dead set, spoon fed, dead set, transgress
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| You’re a dead set legend mate
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| Lacking the spine
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| Dead set, don’t give two fucks for the truth
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| Dead set, holding you up for the proof |