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... my black & whites ... |
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I lie to make you like me more! |
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I can sell you the moon but I ain't nobody's sun |
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So take your cat and leave my sweater 'Cause my lyrics suck and the music's no better In fact I just string words together But you'll still sing this crap |
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I'm a product of my parents excitement, so don't blame me I was just born here |
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