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Just a young gun wIth the quick fuse
I was uptight wanna let loose
I was dreaMing of bigger things And 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
KIds were laughiNg in my classEs
While I was scheming for the masses
Who Do you think you aRe?
DreAmimg 'bout beinG a big star
They say you're basic
They 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 bleeds
That's it
STAI LEGGENDO
Essere firebreather
RandomUna bella raccolta di scleri Copertina realizzata da _RockForLife_
