| First off… I refuse… to let you… get to me
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| Now secondly… I’m your desperation, frankly
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| Oh man in eagar times, it’s your ego and my hide and you slither slide
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| You can’t eat what you can’t catch
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| You just stare you’re such a cold fish
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| You might think that you have won, but we’ve only just begun
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| And I’ll always be a step ahead… Yeah
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| And furthermore… what now we’re keeping score
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| And lastly… it must get taxing, ah
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| trying to surpass me, your wings get waxy
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| Hot damn, I do what I can, I focus on the things that I like I let it slide
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| You can’t eat what you can’t catch
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| You just stare you’re such a cold fish
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| You might think that you have won, but we’ve only just begun
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| And I’ll always be a step ahead… Yeah
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| You can’t rely on what you don’t have
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| You’re all style and no success… and well
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| You got it backwards and you don’t care who you hurt
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| You’re a poser and a problem
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| We are born and raised in a heartbeat
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| If it’s lonely and down, would you stick with me
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| And I hitch my ride, into the rising sun
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| I thank God, that I’ve been alive to get up and do something with my life
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| I’m not backing down
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| nooooo, noooo
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| You can’t eat what you can’t catch
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| You just stare you’re such a cold fish
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| You might think that you have won, but we’ve only just begun
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| And I’ll always be a step ahead… Yeah
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| You can’t rely on what you don’t have
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| You’re all style and no success, well
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| You got it backwards and you don’t care who you hurt
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| You’re a poser and a problem
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| Say it, say it, So sorry to hear…
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| You might think that you have won, but we’ve only just begun
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| And I’ll always be a step ahead. |