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Where crybabies cry |
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In the united states |
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Bright white on both sides |
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Like a plate |
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Nobody listens |
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Nobody should |
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It'd be a waste of attention |
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Not enough money |
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To buy a P |
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CSo I come in this weekend |
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Asleep on my feet |
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And if I forget you |
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Ill have nobody left to forget |
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I guess thats what assholes get |
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Traded my day light |
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For a career |
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But I need you to disprove |
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My theory of the crows |
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Pouring my fingers across the keys |
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Will someone review my salary please? |
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Im selling my time to the man who sells style |
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That time should be mine to waste on you |
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Ill suck off investors |
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Ill suck off |
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VCsIm losing my posture from time on my knees |
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They treat me so well |
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Cause I'll do anything |
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Its in my nature of service |
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But ill need you to disprove |
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My theory of the crows |
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Kids of the wealthy are raised by the poor |
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You send daughters to los angelos and new york |
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I need mine to see me |
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When I wake up |
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I need mine to know |
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That im what they come to |
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When they come home |
