| I been wasting all my best days
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| I invested all my worst ways
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| I’ve been thinking about all the things
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| I should have never left behind
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| Oughta be watching the children playing
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| In the yard I never see I should be mowing today
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| Instead, I’m searching for ways to say
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| All the words I can’t find
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| Everybody’s trying to be the next someone
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| But look at me, I’m trying to be the first something
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| Back when dollars made sense
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| Had to keep the squirrels off the fence
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| And shoes are coming loose on the fastest horse in town
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| But that old horse just keeps on running
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| If he falls, they’ll put him down
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| Them men keeping him out on the track
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| Running him ragged just to pile up the stacks
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| Make it so he’s all spent by the time he gets back
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| Everybody’s trying to be the next someone
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| Look at me, I’m trying to be the first something
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| Look at me, I’m trying to be the first something
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| Everybody’s trying to be the next someone
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| Look at me, I’m trying to be the first something
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| Look at me, I’m trying to be the first something
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| (Well, you know what I want?
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| We need, we need a gift card for
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| Are y’all listening to me? |
| This is what I want
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| I want a gift card from God
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| He can keep it all
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| I want a gift card from God) |