Fold
I don't want to
I am holding on
I don't want to
I am only on
Down town's shitty in all the big cities
Half a fat slob and half a foot long
Have to get with it
You have to get ready
You have to get written about to get pity
Round round round
Everything's ground
And all I found
It costs to live proud
Well I won't wear crown
And I won't wear frown
But I will wear down
And you will be lowering me
Lowering me
Sound sound sound
Everything's sound
Half a breakdown
And half a great frown
Well everyone's coming down
From what comes round
But will we be found
And everything going around
Is coming around
Is going around
Is coming around
What are you trying to prove?
What are you?
Gone
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