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Why you standing there alone?
What a loser, what a user I wanted to say
Why'd you come just to go, I wanted to know
Eat the rinds, cut the vines, force the fields
Make sure you're always pleased,
bring the pads for your skinned knees
Make sure you're always looking
underneath the cracks of all the floors
Make sure you're looking for something better
