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Simon don't stop with all the lying
'cause we know where you're from you get along by taking things that don't belong to you So can you feel it Oh when you're stealing all that adrenaline living in sin and you can sell it all for half the price Oh what would your mother say We take to get along we're holding on we're holding on and all these are stakes we're on everyone's singing Mikey oh where'd you get the Nikes 'cause I know you ain't got the notes to drop left alone you take the fucking lot Not succeeding nothing to believe in 'cause it will all go wrong everything's gone now your future's on the roll of the dice and that's the price that you pay We take to get along we're holding on we're holding on all these are stakes we're on everyone's singing We don't need anyone we're holding on we're holding on all the police are wrong so we are still singing Seven days a week patrolling all the streets I try to stop but I can't help it I know you call me weak my future is so bleak I take to get along but I'll still be here We take to get along we're holding on we're holding on and all these are stakes we're on everyone's still singing We take to get along we're holding on we're holding on all these are stakes we're on everyone's singing We don't need anyone we're holding on we're holding on We don't need anyone We don't need anyone we're holding on we're holding on We don't need anyone 'cause we are still singing |
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