| I’m out here fighting, hungry
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| The fish ain’t biting
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| Life’s so frightening
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| I’m out here stumbling
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| Broke and crumbling
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| And nothing’s hatching
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| And I ain’t catching
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| Nothing, nothing
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| Nothing, nothing, nothing
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| I’m running last in this human race
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| Trying to get over this hopeless place
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| Trying to find that no defense
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| That I can’t win with no confidence
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| And meanwhile in dc
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| Tricky dick is trying to be slick
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| And the short end of the stick
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| Because I’m gonna get it
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| Tricky dick, please quit
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| Nothing, nothing
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| Nothing, nothing, nothing
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| I’ve been trying to recover
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| From that phase one
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| But it’s just too hard when
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| The damage is already done
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| Lord, we will overcome
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| Or am I just destined
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| Destined to be a bum
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| With phase two
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| I thought I was through
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| In phase four gonna
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| Take me out the back door
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| This I know it’s for sure
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| I’m on my knees begging please
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| Tricky dick, stop your shit
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| Nothing, nothing
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| Can’t afford to be lazy
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| When the cost of living’s
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| Gone crazy |