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Reason to smile.
As I sit talking to this strink
Each second he makes more money.
He just sits there and he judges me
And he makes money.
Why should I give a damn what he thinks
He just feeds me the same bullshit we have all heard.
I wish he would just be real
Without his plastic smile
Is this shit suppose to
Give me hope.
Make me happy.
Make me smile.
Well it's not f**king working.
All I need is a reason to [i]smile.[/i]
Each second he makes more money.
He just sits there and he judges me
And he makes money.
Why should I give a damn what he thinks
He just feeds me the same bullshit we have all heard.
I wish he would just be real
Without his plastic smile
Is this shit suppose to
Give me hope.
Make me happy.
Make me smile.
Well it's not f**king working.
All I need is a reason to [i]smile.[/i]
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