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how much secondhand music |
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must my ears take |
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how many times do you wonna |
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dig up old shit again |
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when I listen to the sounds on |
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the radio I feel it’s a kind of joke |
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everytime it’s the same rubish |
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music is ruled by money |
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instead of inspiration socalled artists |
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wanna be actors or pimps steeling |
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songs where ever they can |
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where are these feelings going |
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in this false show |
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secondhand music.... |
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--> back <-- |
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Music and Lyrics by Retoo 2004 |
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