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you gotta a bad old habbit of making people sadyou got a bad old habbit of making people dead did you think you were cool?I don’t really understand itdid you think you were cool?I don’t even understand it so cool. hey makes it alrightyou keep on taking your chancesyou killer of minelook at yourselfjust look

said no waybut knew I’d try some daysad but trueit still won’t wash awayand I can’t take you with meI can’t tell you what to doI got a sieve inside mea pit inside meI got a nowhere point of viewit makes me wannatake another piecetake it out on memy ambition fell and hit the groundpick

did you think about your mother?did you think about your dad?did you think about no other?did you think you’d be so sad to think you’d be so cold watch your back and I’ll watch mine did you think about your brother?did you think about your friend?did you think about your inspiration?did you think about the

all my lifeall my timeoh it’s got a priceoh gonna pay for mineI know you really careall my friends they gotold apathy in the brainthey got no ideas in their headsthey got no path that I can seedon’t you think that I don’t blame themdon’t you think that I can’t shame themdon’t you think that

I’ve been thinking about what you saidIt’s been going around in my headI’ve been thinking about what you wereIt’s a messy messed up blur and when the con was overone thing I learned: I think you’d be better off if you were dead think your check might last a year?aint got no worries…aint got no