I had things when I was there,
That'd make you forget the freshest air,
For all that matters you don't mean a thing,
But now I am back and here to stay,
and I don't need you anyway,
For all I care you don't mean a thing,
You kicked me hard when I was down,
You put my face into the ground,
For all that matters you don't mean a thing,
But you make the world go round,
You keep the speakers loud,
Why wouldn't we love you?
You let my guitar make sound,
Yet you're bringing me down,
Why would we love you?
You all can take me to different places,
I'm just so damn tired of so many forces,
For all i care you've ruined too many lives,
The business men pimp you out,
What's this game all about?
For all that matters you've ruined too many lives,
Everyone loses at a point in time,
I just sold my soul to make a dime,
For all I care you've ruined too many lives.
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