So you dont like me, stand in line...
Just like alot of others you think you better than me and that's fine
I'm not perfect I never claimed to be
I'm trying my hardest to be a good man by being me
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The Thrill came slowly like a Boom for
Centuries delayed
Its fitness growing like the Flood
In sumptuous solitude-
The desolations only missed
While Rapture changed its Dress
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