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To self, but really For myself, for myself, for myself Myself city Go Pittsburg, go Pittsburg Go Pittsburg, go Pittsburg Indianapolis, Cleveland Look like they used to be communist Gold goes to the cold war marketing Our hearts have gone monuments Now it's just a part of country you can feel the center pics Just America just fit the Universe too big Or is that too desperate like Omaha kids? All prizes are Man you're??? ignition gear All prizes are Man you're??? ignition gear It's cry out for help, admitting the hits It's cry out for help, admitting the hits It's cry out for help, admitting the hits Ask how the hell do you punk by the tongue Can one ever leave the place they are from? Is it to fry for life like??? But you're not stronger, a chance of fire Turn to fry up in acoustic song I would hope such cities can be saved with love I would hope it never leaves from my front All prizes are Manufactured ... ignition gear All prizes are Manufactured ... ignition gear It's bad, it's what never make you never want It's where everything you never want Everything you never want, everything you never want Keeps coming from
Writer(s): Babatunde Omoroga Adebimpe, Michael Allen Patton, Adam K Drucker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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