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Poor Rich Ones
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This Great Standing Still
Recycled days go by Killing my inspiration Starts every new day with a lesson Ends up, couldn't care less
And Everything that would change me Has grown into its own routines And if try to break free I cannot even make it out of this room
This great standing still is killing me This great standing still is killing me Oh it's killing me
Cannot change the world With a t-shirt slogan It seems like the old side Is none of my concern And start writing letters That I never finish And I pick up my cell phone Running out of coins
This great standing still is killing me This great standing still is killing me Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Oh it's killing me
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The man on the cigarette pack Has already died from smoking I recall as I light another one
And this year's event Past me by And I was spinning Singing about this...
This great standing still is killing me This great standing still is killing me This great standing still is killing me Oh it's killing me
This great standing still is killing me This great standing still is killing me This great standing still is killing me Oh it's killing me
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