| I discovered how to train the kid to be the villain I was set to kill
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| Driven by my will, to conquer him like Rambo
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| I got him covered with my cynic spray, but there were time he could blow our
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| veil
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| For any given day, he would still be the sideshow
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| I used to let him be the better man, but as the underdog I gave him hell
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| Saved by the bell, the heinous scream by the old man
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| The carnival with the low fare
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| In our Commodore we would get there
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| The sweet things, appealing
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| Redeem the greatest feeling
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| The colonel with the red hair
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| My brother who’s playing warfare
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| The sweet things appealing
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| I miss the feeling
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| I remember all the calls we made, a little game of truth or dare
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| I wasn’t really fair, giving him the blunder
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| In every mission for a benefit, we would stand behind each others back
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| Giving him some slack, just to blind the gullible
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| I used to let him be the better man, but as the underdog I gave him hell
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| Saved by the bell, the heinous scream by the old man
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| The carnival with the low fare
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| In our Commodore we would get there
|
| The sweet things, appealing
|
| Redeem the greatest feeling
|
| The colonel with the red hair
|
| My brother who’s playing warfare
|
| The sweet things appealing
|
| I miss the feeling
|
| The carnival with the low fare
|
| In our Commodore we would get there
|
| The sweet things, appealing
|
| Redeem the greatest feeling
|
| The colonel with the red hair
|
| My brother who’s playing warfare
|
| The sweet things appealing
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| I miss the feeling |