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I hail the worry
As I'm rollin with the punches of my pseudo alter-ego
Feelin good, feelin cocky
Got a crown you'll never ever achieve
I've got a hunger
To be better, just to win it, with no honest explanation
I'm a goal with the answers to your problems
I can solve them I swear
Ooo
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
Ooo
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
I think I'm going to hell
I think you're going there too
The good, the bad, and the ugly
Yea
Self-righteous living
I'll see you soon
Take my opinion
You should listen, I might know it
Feelin certain I can show you
All the ways you're mistaken
You're wrong, I really need you to know
Find me a ladder
Gonna step on your desire
Wanna climb a little higher
Wearin rose coloured glasses
Yea, you should see the view from up here!
Ooo
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
Ooo
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
I think I'm going To hell
I think you're going there too
The good, the bad, and the ugly
Yea
Self-righteous living
I'll see you soon
We will fall
Never learn
As we were
“You grow increasingly fatigued, anxious, nervous, dissatisfied
Whatever you have, you want more
Wherever you are, you want to go somewhere else
Deep rumblings have been here today
Rumblings of discontent
Yes, the hour is dark”
-Martin Luther King ‘The Three Evils of Society' (King, 1967)
I think I'm going To hell
I think you're going there too
The good, the bad, and the ugly
Yea
Self-righteous living
I'll see you soon
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