I'm not playing this game no more I'm out of medicine So call the medics You're all as dumb as you were before Don't ask me questions I won't explain it It should be fun but it's getting old I'll take my medicine And be your favorite man You think you understand but you don't You've got no idea at all And in between this sentence There's still a semblance In telli gently screwed It's all right because I got a pretty face and I guess that I can sing alright All is right I can love you like a sailor I can make you dance all night Maybe You'll understand when i'm gone That you had no idea at all But in this very second I'll never mention The dreams I keep from you Don't mean to sound like a rotten boy For all my blessings I'm surely grateful I am the dream you've been waiting for I always dreamt that I would be your favorite man
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