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I have turned my fack to you
There's nothing I can do
To myself to feel sorry for you
So many times you've lived all over me
You've tried to shape me but
I dobted and broke the mould
Oh yes, I hate your microwaved pose
You don't get any close to my mind
But I can cut the crap
I kindda stand appreciate myself
I separate myself from all of your pepsi delights
You come and go but we stand all the way
Recall how may things in life were gone astray
We suffered it all, we'll take it all
It's not like a one minute feel
It's not like an one minute feel
You gotta feel, to feel, to feel...
See, it's coming through my lungs
I'm gonna spit it out
one more time in your ignorant face
I, I know because it hurts
If I were you I'd learn
That 15 minutes aren't enough to play the god
Don't dude me anymore
You're nothing but the whore of the day
And your life is the same
One minute feel
No longer feeling real and
Mastrubating over the idea of being a star
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...And we stand
We defend
What's inside
It's our pride...
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