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I was a stoned drunk silhouette of my past
I lost my nerves when he took me on
He was this high-healed smooth talking middleclass bastard
Who tried to stab me for where I was from
And though his words was covered in yesterdays mud
The boys around him laugh his way
But on the parking lot where
I was born He didn
No he didn
You think you
You think you
You think you
Think you
And then move from ground to ground
You think you
You think you
You think you
Think you
And then move from ground to ground
Such a pit no one
Must be a drag to look so debased
On the other side you
So why take it all out on me
That angry look doesn
You
And on the telly there
You think you
You think you
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