You think your above it all.
Stand out on porcelain walls,
Then, staring south on everyone.
You're self centered and no fun,
when preaching on and on.
I think you're about to figure out that...
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Every little thing, every little thing
that you do, every little thing...
is bigger than you
You walk through the same routine
just like a movie scene but,
consequence has no meaning.
Can't deny your looking good and,
you misunderstood. No one tells you
but I think they should
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As you shut your eyes unable to see
past your own life size identity.
Someday you'll ask yourself
why your alone.