Living in the suburbs, living like a bitch
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I used to think that living meant making it rich,
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I'd never learn to toil I'd never learn to see
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that somehow reality was catching up to me
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Two years later how far have I come,
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I'm living in the streets people call me a bum
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I used to be a chooser now I'm a loser
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No other means of misery I've got to compare
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Hey there mister, you got any cash?
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I promise if you spot me some I'll make it last
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Think of it again I could use a bit
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Some people call it heroine, I call it shit
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Beggars can be choosers but choosers can't be beggars
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I'm living proof it happens almost everyday
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Now i'm sitting in the corner trying to catch a wink
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What you go through out here can really make you think
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I'm a mama's boy living in the streets
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I never thought that garbage could ever taste so sweet
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Mama's Boy
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Broken Society |