Get up off of my face
I'm sick
Stand up off of my head
You're sick
Jump off the train to ego city
Offer your plane to fame
Twenty-five years of fake fake feeling
Gradually ennamed
It ain't easy at the top
It ain't easy at the bottom
I will not philosophise
I've forgotten
More than you can memorize
Memorize
It ain't easy on a high
It ain't easy on a low
Now is just one of those times
I wish I had enough time
To kill the television
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