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Just the Way It Is

Too much pain and sorrow My heart has bore the brunt Of every bloody bastard! That's took the bloody !!! It's no wonder I am angry It's no wonder do I hate! For in this world of sorrow There's no better hand than fate. So when you're looking at me Don't forget yourself For money has no boundaries All it has is wealth! All it takes is manners To be nice to one and all But if you're going to be a bastard! Enjoy you're ing fall!!

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