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Da Lyricist Physicist
I’m a lyricist physicistAnd I aimed for the starsI was told I need to aim highSo I could buy shiny carsAnd score golf parsBut I don’t know whyIt seems like quite the farceI let out a sighRealise that it’s all a lieBecause it’s all the sameIt’s all the sameReaching for fameJust look how lame I
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Why Do the Numbers Glow So?
Pander not to others’ viewsDo what makes you happyUnless you want to get the bluesDo what makes you happy If you sell your soulIt’ll just leave a holeWhere your heart once laidJust so you can get paid Chasing numbers is a gameWhich may lead you on to fameBut is that where you want to go?As