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I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan.
I'm the Saint,
I'm the hypocrite at your end up the phone,
So I may cling your interest,
and make sure you're alone
'Cause I am dying
'Cause you're basic
and you're basically on your own
I'm fine, borderline, so bad it hurts
Think fast with your money
'cause I can't get much worse
I get told that I'm far too old
For number one perks
But it you weren't trying
I'm good in the neighbourhood,
can play a big watt
I bought this from the trought
for a kiss, for a tale of a broken heart
I guess we are a think gonna him,
gonna him, but they think there's a start
That leads me crying
'Cause you're basic
and you' re basiclly on your own
I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan.
I'm the Saint,
I'm the hypocrite at your end up the phone,
So I may cling your interest,
and make sure you're alone
'Cause I am dying
' Cause you're basic
and you' re basiclly on your own
We are only living
on a simple brud liom sanks
Since we do the same
things at the same times
I kept till moank
I'm lines thet you set
For now I'll step towards my leader
like the skies like I'm king set
Like I'm king set x3
I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan.
I'm the Saint,
I'm the hypocrite at your end up the phone,
So I may cling your interest,
and make sure you're alone
'Cause I am dying
'Cause you're basic
you're basiclly on your own
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