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Nobody told me to stay in my seat and prepare for this ride they say is life so than I stood right up and took a cleat It seems that I'm cut by a bowie knife It's best you leave now before I hit you for I feel I'm in a heavy weight bout get up get gone yeah I said it girl shoo I'm crazy for my heart was just ripped out going home and sitting in a corner feels nice for I can't stand so many people they make feel like I'm a foreigner who climbed on up but can't get down a steeple all I've done is become a poster child of what not to become so I'm goin wild
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Jul 26, 2011
Jul 26, 2011 at 9:16 AM UTC
The Ride
Nobody told me to stay in my seat and prepare for this ride they say is life so than I stood right up and took a cleat It seems that I'm cut by a bowie knife It's best you leave now before I hit you for I feel I'm in a heavy weight bout get up get gone yeah I said it girl shoo I'm crazy for my heart was just ripped out going home and sitting in a corner feels nice for I can't stand so many people they make feel like I'm a foreigner who climbed on up but can't get down a steeple all I've done is become a poster child of what not to become so I'm goin wild
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Jul 26, 2011
Jul 26, 2011 at 9:16 AM UTC
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