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On the Outside

I take each day, baby, come what may I got my own set of rules Three sixty-five, and I’m still alive I’m wallowing through the fools Make one thing clear, I’m living without fear I’m saving all of my dough You think I’m scared, but I am thoroughly prepared To leave you burning below I go for it all, who cares if I fall I Get up and try it again Nose to the nail, I don’t know how to spell fail I only know how to win You try to stop me on my way to the top Do what you feel you must I’ll give you one guess, you got it I am the best And you can eat my dust ‘Cause I’m on the outside, looking inside Dying for my sins I’m on the outside, selling my pride Buying my way in

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 5/31/2009 12:19:00 AM
Hold a ticket for me, bro ... I am coming through with you ... creative thinking. Excellent.
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