Goddamn, even Superman shot himself
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Blew his mind couldn't save the wealth
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Maybe he read the Sunday paper
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Murder front page death and rape
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I can't see through the haze of the hazy
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It's the little things that drive a man crazy
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You know what I mean I know why he did it
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Too slow to outwit it, get it
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His cape was red, but so was his blood
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Man of steel fell with a thud
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Taken out by a villain who's willin' to stand in line
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And do the time you hated 'cause life brings death that life has created
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And do you understand when I say it's the little things that break the man
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By the way are you feeling it bit by bit
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Piece by piece they're stealing it
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Bite the dust hit the deck they're dealing it
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You've got to give it up
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Sometimes I feel so stupid
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Sometimes I feel so low
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Sometimes I think of all the things that I'll never know
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Sometimes I don't know what to do
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But most motherfuckers don't have a clue
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Open your eyes see out the inside the point of the point of the point
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you can't hide from the shit that's all around funky ghetto of the mind
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that brings you down
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Can't shake it 'til you give it up, sell your soul, or don't give a fuck
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Takin' you out superhero style your finger's on the trigger
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Wishing you were bigger all the while you've got the soul with rigor mortis
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Like Travis Bickle said, "Suck on this"
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You've got the soul with rigor mortis
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Suck on this
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The grip on the neck and the snake bite kiss
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Even Superman Shot Himself
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Powerman 5000 |