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Call me stupid call me crazy call me what you will |
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I don't write this music with intent to pay my bills |
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Another cardboard cutout brand we all sound the same |
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Guess I'm just a hypocrite for living out my dreams |
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May not make a difference not trying to make you see |
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May not make no sense to you but oh it does to me |
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When it's all been said and done know that |
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I had fun |
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Take it to the grave with me this music still lives on |
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What can I say that |
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I haven't said before |
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Not afraid to be mistaken not afraid to try |
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Not afraid to be uncertain not afraid to die |
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When the words stop coming out the music finally stopped |
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Pound my head against the wall my bubble has been popped |
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Lost the vibe the fluid feel the ink dried up my pen |
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Picked apart there's nothing left will it come back again |
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Now it's all been said and done know that |
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I had fun |
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Going to the grave with me this music still lives on |
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To tell the tale of a broken man |
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I just can't find the words |
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My story goes unheard |
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The tale of a broken man |