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you don't have to run away cause you're ok with me
and you don't have to be afraid cause it's alright with me
i have only myself to blame
it's a shame, is it true?
all the clues point to me, is it true?
that's not me now i'm through
i would have guessed you would have passed this test
so i confess to all this mess
i know what i've been told and that"s how the story goes
everyday people call themselves emo
it's just a bad disguise is it something hidden in their eyes
it's big surprise, it's a bunch of lies
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I could use your gullibility
Distort the painful truth
Present a fear and laugh at you
Leave you lost unsure removed
The must I feel to put it right
Put an end to naive faith
In slick successes avenue
The vacuum of save face
Direct words can turn lost minds
Towards some monster seed
Lyrics sung from pretty looks
Can on the reader feed
Be strong to check and recognise
The pretty face is all
But being used to sell you songs
That never say it all
The incident meets the senses
The illusions in a mask
The sun of a summer afternoon
Docility ro
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(Barry Mann/Cynthia Weill/Jerry Leiber/Mike Stoller)
They say the neon lights are bright
On Broadway
They say there's always magic
In the air
But when you7re walkin' down the street
And you ain't had enough to eat
The glitter rubs right off
And you're nowhere
They say the women treat you fine
On Broadway
But lookin' at them
Just gives me the blues
How ya gonna make some time
When all you got is one thin dime
And one thin dime won't even
Shine your shoes?
They say that I won't last too long
On Broadway
I'll catch a Greyhound bus for home<
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Q-Ball)
...and I'm through, gonna fuck with you,
then I say what the fuck with you?
And I'm out for the nine-duce niggas.
(Too $hort)
comin' with, this is nine-tre, still bad ass lynchin'
muthafuckin' Q-Ball and my nigga Brad,
with the funky reggae style, check it out.
Bad ass, comin' once again, I'ma shock ya,
Don't try to step, cuz I'm the rocka.
Listen I'm the nigga, bad ass on the cut.
Don't try to step, I'll shoot your ass, I'll go nuts.
Steppin' is his strength, Q-Ball got somthin' to say,
he's up next, white chowder don't play
(Q-Ball)
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