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Teksty: Catch 22. Keasbey Nights. 12341234.

You, you try, you try to get by
You're never going to pull it off
You shouldn't even try
You're a wet cigarette, you're always second best
But they're never going to give a shit
About anybody but themselves

So you fight for them to realize
There's more to life, there's more to you
There's more than meets the eye
And when you're done the battle's been won
You sit back, you smile
And this is what you hum, you hum

Whoa, whoa, whoa
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You, you try, you try to get by
You're never going to pull it off
You shouldn't even try
You're a wet cigarette, you're always second last
But they're never going to give a shit
About anybody but themselves

You fight for them to realize
There's more to life, there's more to you
There's more than meets the eye
And when you're done, your battle's been won
You sit back, you smile
And this is what you hum, you hum

Whoa, whoa, whoa
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The years go by, the time, it does fly
Every single second is a moment in time
That passes oh, so quick
And it seems like nothing
But when you're looking back
Well, it amounts to everything

I've got myself, I've got my friends
I've got my little family but that's not where it ends
This one goes out to you
It goes out to everyone
It's in the name of honesty
Because life has just begun

Whoa, whoa, whoa
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Look around little brother
Can you tell me what you see?
You're a big boy now, so take responsibility
You never had it hard and now it's getting tough
So you whine, whine, whine
And you say you've had enough

You say I'm full of shit
That I'm a hypocrite
I shouldn't talk when I can't take the advice that I give?
Well, maybe you're right
But open your eyes
The main difference is that I try try try

Whoa, whoa, whoa
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Whoa, whoa, whoa
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