| I’m the one who’s gonna die
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| when it’s time for me to die,
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die,
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die,
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die,
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| when it’s time for me to die
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| live my life the way I want to
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| For real, cuz it’s your pain
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| when you feel it,
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| it’s your blood when you bleed it,
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| it’s your loss when you lose,
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| agree or disagree.
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| That’s why when you talk it,
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| it’s through your own teeth,
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| and when you get to walk it,
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| it’s with your own feet.
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| Remember that when it’s your grief,
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| and it’s you who feels the heat.
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| Infestation of fleas,
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| people itching to critique,
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| about success, they stress,
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| and sneer at your defeats,
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| don’t need no raised eye-brows
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| or looks of disbelief
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| Fuck all the deceit
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| that they all got up in 'em
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| Nobody fights your’s battles
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| you’re how’s got to win 'em
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| When you feel everybody
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| wants to see you in the ruin
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| Don’t pay no nevermind
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| keep on doing what you’re doing
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| I’m the one who’s gonna have to die
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| when it’s time for them to die,
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| so if you don’t like the way I live,
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| you can kiss my ass.
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die
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| when it’s time for me to die,
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die,
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die,
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die,
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| when it’s time for me to die
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| live my life the way I want to
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| They’re your boots you gonna stand in,
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| it’s your skin that you’re stranded,
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| no one else has a hand
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| in what fate has commanded,
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| it’s your soul that is crammed in
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| and your brain is rammed in.
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| Your life, you have to plan it,
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| no one else will do the program,
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| so imagine, why people
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| want in your soap opera, improper,
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| how best friends will
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| always try to stop ya
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| Sit back and relax
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| in your lazy-boy rocker
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| make them the ones to ponder
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| on how they’re gonna stop ya
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| Well it’s always a shame
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| when it’s time to pass the blame,
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| you take it frame by frame
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| when it’s time to play the game,
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| and no it’s never the same
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| when it’s them thats in the rain,
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| when it’s you who gets the cane
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| it’s you who feels the pain,
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| or the stain,
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| when you are faced down in the grass,
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| so everybody gather around
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| and raise your glass
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| cuz no one’s gonna die your death
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| when it’s time to pass
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| so live like you feel
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| and tell em to kiss your ass
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die
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| when it’s time for me to die,
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die,
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die,
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| I’m the one who’s gonna die,
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| when it’s time for me to die
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| live my life the way I want to |