Loud Crowd Testo

Get up off of my face
I'm sick.
Stand up off of my head
You're sick.

Jump off the train
To Eagle City.
Offer your plane to fame.
25 years of fake, fake feeling.
Gradually a man(?).
It ain't easy at the top.
It ain't easy at the bottom.
I will not philosophize.
I've forgotten
More than you could memorize.
Memorize.

It ain't easy on a high.
It ain't easy on a low.
Now is just one of those time
I wish I enough time(?)
To kill the television
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