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you play the role so much that you're starting to snowball |
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and it gets chilly when you pack the ice around your stone heart |
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yeah, you're words are cool but honey i spit freon |
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you're a catch phrase slang term colored in neon |
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and i can't pick which words to use predictable or cliche |
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it's been taking up most my time, so how about blahzay |
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or what about blah blah blah, or how about who cares |
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or what about forgettable, well i like who cares |
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see i'm santa claus with a truck full of row boats for all you islanders |
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you can follow me but you got to work for it, i'm your secret admirer |
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you clean your cleats, i'll run my mouth, and bite my tongue, so i don't bite yours |
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i have a bone to pick, i'll crack my mandibles and massage your clavicle |
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making mostly groundbreaking, and trying to write radical |
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it's not safe out there with how you perroette and flare |
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this is your dance lesson i give you permission to stare |
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you're unique just like everybody else, you're so special |
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you are your favorite everything, you're so special |
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we're all convinced that you're one of a kind, you're so special |
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won't you show us all that you know, you're so special |
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we think it's rare that you know you're rare, you've got it all figured out |
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it's just that you're so unparalleled, you've got it all figured out |
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cause you're unique just like everybody else, you've got us all figured out |
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you are our favorite everything, you make us all scream and shout |
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selling lemons to lemmings when all they need is a leader |
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you probably grow lemons and are a cheater pumpkin eater |
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honestly we're all your biggest fans, so cool it |
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no one talks behind your back about how you're stupid |
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and i'm not really sure if that says too much about you |
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but i'm not the one saying it, i'm reading your tattoos |
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you've penned quite a few phrases and you seem very proud |
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or maybe it's just that you're telling me this very, very loud |
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i didn't know we started spelling ego y-o-u |
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but you don't seem to care that much you just confuse |
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here's a nickel little monkey dance and play your drum |
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you're chained to the cart but you don't want to run |
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that's life though and we all have to learn to see through it |
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you're so special and you know it, and you can even prove it |
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see i've got no more wind for your broken wings |
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i know it's cold in the shadows where they make you sing |
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so i'll bring you this heater for you to warm your hands to |
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i won't say anymore words and i hope you like my man too |
