You put your money where your mouth is for the last time, sugar
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Besides, it's filthy where those dollar bills have been
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You think it's worth it to keep pulling that trigger
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No one tells you if you win, you end up dead
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You're not a monster, you're something bigger
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You can't give them something you haven't got in you
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You cut up your own wings, and you have forgotten how to sing, my baby
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You're not a monster, you're something bigger
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And we still believe in you
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Don't know who taught you life was all about making that money
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You suck the gutter, wonder why, your stinky breath
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I feel like someone like someone here should call your momma
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But my opinions are unpopular at best
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You're not a monster, you're something bigger
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You can't give them something you haven't got in you
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You cut up your own wings, and you have forgotten how to sing, my baby
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You're not a monster, you're something bigger
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And we still believe in you
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You need to know that I'm right here with you
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I'm not afraid, I will stay back for you
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Won't know a way, I'll be right beside you
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I believe in you
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You give me something to believe in
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So tired of make believin'
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You give me something to believe-
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I believe in you
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"Will that be cash?"
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You're not a monster, you're something bigger
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You can't give them something you haven't got in you
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You cut up your own wings, and you have forgotten how to sing, my baby
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You're not a monster, you're something bigger
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And we still believe in you
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Money Monster
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| The Used |
