Is this what you offer me, a system of dishonesty
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where life gets measured monetarily and I'm just another face.
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Another man with the simple skills of staying alive and paying the bills
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never amount to anything live and die where I've always been.
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This is where I am at the bills still come no matter what.
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I'm all grown up but still I'm going nowhere.
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Uneducated though I graduated,
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wish I would have been a little more dedicated
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and got something out of school, instead of always playing the fool.
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But even if I did for just one day, had all the right words that I wanted to say,
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it wouldn't make a difference anyway cause no one's listening.
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So save your words, just save your words cause I don't care anymore.
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My father worked his life away in all those years
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he never missed a day
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there isn't anybody that could say he didn't keep his bills paid.
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All that time he never got to do all the things in life that he wanted to.
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He always kept his family fed by the blood and sweat he shed.
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And for the sacrifice he's made this is how he gets repaid.
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I'm all grown up but still I'm going nowhere.
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Going Nowhere
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