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Artist: Fall Out Boy Album: Infinity On High Title: Fame < Infamy
I'm a preacher sweating in the pews, For the salvation I'm bringing you, I'm a salesmen selling hooks and plans, And myself making demands.
When I'm home alone I just dance by myself, And you pull my head so close volume goes without truth. Signing off, 'I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen', The kid was all right but it went to his head.
I am God's gift, Why would he bless me with, Such wit without a conscience equiped? I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, "There's to much green to feel blue".
When I'm home alone I just can't stop myself, And you pull my head so close volume goes without truth. Signing off, 'I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen', The kid was all right but it went to his head.
When I'm home alone I just can't stop myself, And you pull my head so close volume goes without truth. Signing off, 'I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen', 'I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen', 'I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen', The kid was all right but it went to his head.
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