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Just a young gun with a quick fuse I was uptight, wanna let loose I was dreaming of bigger things it Wanna leave my own life behind Not a yes sir, not a follower Fit the box, fit the mold Have a seat in the foyer, take a number I was lightning before the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning then the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning then the thunder, thunder Kids were laughing in my classes While I was scheming for the masses Who do you think you are? Dreaming about being a big star Say you're basic, say you're easy You're always riding in the back seat Now I'm smiling from the stage while You were clapping in the nose bleed Now I'm smiling from the stage while You were clapping in the nose bleed Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning then the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning then the thunder, thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning then the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning then the thunder, thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning then the thunder, thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning then the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning then the thunder, thunder
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