boredom
my life flashes before me
my light splashes before me
guiding my way
how many homes i've slayed
how many births i've given
this tv drama
sendin me home to meet my momma
going
so fast but so slow
i look through the window see no one i know
carry on
i sing my song
breaking they don't know me
breaking they don't know me
fast is the car before my ***
cash is how i have a blast
mash is a show i do not watch
trade in your victory for a swatch
no way
that's why i'm leaving today
selling it out
forming the parade
on the top
before the record drops
still selling cops for cops
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