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I saw on the postermy name was printedjust a little bit smaller
I can tell you need to standjust a little bit tallerno one ever talks about itbut no one can disguisethe cloud of competitionthat's hanging behind their eyesthere's more bad bloodin this bar than there is beerand it's subtle but it still sucksand I want out of herewe got egos like hairdosthey're different every daydepending on how we slept the night beforedepending on the demons that are at our doorthey told me you wanted to play lastevery profession has its system of castesso they reverse the order we go onand then you stand at the barand you talk through my songswe've got egos like hairdosthey're different every daydepending on how we slept the night beforedepending on the demons that are at our dooreverybody loves the underdogbut no one wants to be himthe press will fatten you upand then they'll dig their teeth init's cool to discover someoneit's hard to support themeveryone is playing lifelike it's some stupid sportwe got egos like hairdosthey're different every daydepending on how we slept the night beforedepending on the demons that are at our door
I got my kitchen stocked
I got my door unlockedthere're no demons hereand I don't really carewhose name is printed in bigger typeyou know I live in a world full of hopenot a world full of hype
I ain't no saint
I help myself to what I needbut I help other people tooy'know I sleep soundly
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