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You do the right thing, they make you feel strange
Doing what anyone should have, you're the outcast
It's something they just can't understand
Growing up on the idea, that you take and give nothing back
I'm just waiting for the right time to get up and attack

Its the greed they're taught, not the seeds they grow
Grow up and turn around and teach the little ones where not to go
I wonder sometimes, where I'd be if I were one of those
Probably drugged up with pants sagged and five regular gas

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How did I get this way?
I don’t know, but I’ve been thinking,
And maybe that’s my problem.

I know the wrong way,
And I’ve been the example
Want to lose hope?
The reasons are ample.

Did I lose you? Cause I lost me.
They tell me money is the key,
But I'm just another poor soul sweeping the street.

How did I get this way?
I don’t know, but I’ve been thinking,
And maybe that’s my problem.