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The lamppost swear
It had me before and stared
As I stumbled the motel door

The mirror
Also thought I familiar
But commented only that my was

The TV
Bolted to the wall and
how I cried
And said I'd come back

In the of the table
I had carved my
burnt butter knife
And is what I wrote

I
To get foot off my neck

I demand my respect

fight
Even if I win

The is the end

I
To make the cringe
Instead we'll get some ends

I'll
Til the system is

This ex-losers

(Yee)
Alright,
(Coo-Coo)
Fight,

(Yee)
Alright,
(Coo-Coo)
Fight,

I
To life as lesson
That
Even my words are

fight
Show in motion

Mountains from oceans

I there is no surrender
Instead expose their agenda

And make bleed

This ex-losers

(Yee)
Alright,
(Coo-coo)
Fight,

(Yee)
Alright,
(Coo-coo)
Fight,

I
That taste each second
said
I know each a present

I'll
A fit for ballads

At two we hit the

I
That we are
That
From you I'm

And the blaze of comets

This promise

The carpet
If I'd lay again
And where was the
From when there last I had

The
Refused to
As I my escape
It knew subtle nuance of my war

face
The concrete
Felt
It was partly my it had been neglected

At the of fate
Is where I carved my
With the dagger from my
And you what I wrote

(Yee)
Alright,
(Coo-Coo)
Fight,

(Yee)
Alright,
(Coo-Coo)
Fight,

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