And this is where I'm supposed to be impressed, isn't it?
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Let me tell you how overwhelmed I am.
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Remind me to be in awe of you.
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Remind me to lie. Remind me to smile.
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Remind me to do anything but to express what's on my mind.
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Because the truth might shake your stable ground.
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You know this show is dark and drab,
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and what you're saying doesn't brighten things much.
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I don't care how fucking great your band is.
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"You're so good. You're a god. I'm so impressed of what you've become."
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I would be pleased if it meant something real to you.
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Just walk away.
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This is image and from my angle what you're doing doesn't blow my hair back.
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No, I'm not moved. No reason to pay it any mind.
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I don't care. I'd be pleased if it was something real to you.
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But intil then I don't care. I don't care.
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No reason at all for me to waste my time. None.
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Shooter McGavin
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| Burnt by the Sun |
