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They keep calling me an underachiever. I don’t understand is this all a contest. What is there to achieve? There is no hope for you Young boy young girl You drive too fast up north little boy little girl You are running from mediocrity little girl small girl You  fill your lungs and heart with poison little man little woman I refuse to watch the streets take you darling girl sweet girl Be beautiful forever There is hope for you my girl my woman Drag yourself from your demons my boy my man dance dance dance with the world my girl Don’t turn blue on me ever again dancing girl dancing girl See the world through the songs of redemption and recovery, Sweet Little Beautiful Dancing girl Go Be still Be free
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Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 8:20 AM UTC
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They keep calling me an underachiever. I don’t understand is this all a contest. What is there to achieve? There is no hope for you Young boy young girl You drive too fast up north little boy little girl You are running from mediocrity little girl small girl You  fill your lungs and heart with poison little man little woman I refuse to watch the streets take you darling girl sweet girl Be beautiful forever There is hope for you my girl my woman Drag yourself from your demons my boy my man dance dance dance with the world my girl Don’t turn blue on me ever again dancing girl dancing girl See the world through the songs of redemption and recovery, Sweet Little Beautiful Dancing girl Go Be still Be free
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Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 8:20 AM UTC
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