| She was a young girl in pursuit of glory and fame.
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| She would do anything she could to feel the flame,
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| When everybody knew your mood and the games you’ve played.
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| She finally made all her dreams come true and then she screamed:
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Yea.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| He was a young boy in pursuit of money and fame,
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| And he would do anything he could to kill the pain.
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| When everybody knew your mood, they speaking your name,
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| All over the late night local news I hear them scream:
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh, I say the sun don’t shine forever.
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| Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhh
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| And everything that glitter ain’t gold.
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| I say love don’t love forever.
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| Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhh
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| When everything that’s new gets old.
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| Sometimes we try to find a road to the riches;
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| We need roadside assistance.
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| Blisters on my knees from begging for forgiveness.
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| Ain’t no dollars on my trees, but mileage on my feet,
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| 'Cause I been climbing to the peak and running from the bullshit.
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| I’m tired of hearing the same songs, who told the DJ bring it back.
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| Dead presidents bullet in Abraham Lincoln hat.
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| Staring at big poster -- I swear that he be winking back.
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| Cut school; |
| sell crack. |
| Sorry I’m just thinking back.
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| Ca-Call me crazy, I’ve been called worse.
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| It’s like I have it all, but what’s it all worth?
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| I’m probably better in my afterlife.
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| I should cherish life, but this ain’t paradice.
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice
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| Oh no, this ain’t paradice
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| Oh, Oh, Ohh
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| This ain’t paradice
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| No, this ain’t paradice
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| This ain’t paradice |