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I look out the window, see the fishes get the run-around
I tell the boys I gotta be movin' on
I'm tired of playin' the game, the ending's always the same
Odds are you won't last too long
I can see you, you can't see me
Don't feel shame no more
I'm not here, you're not there
That I know for sure
Bad boys, they call us
Bad boys, they call us
Bad boys
Left on the street to fend for yourself
You do what you can to get by
The choice is run with the pack
You make a take on the sly
This time I'll go it alone
I'm gonna make good on my own
