We wake up wanting to be Tonya Harding
Out of, out of, competition
I hear on the TV
The glamour's everything
It feels like, it feels right, competition.I remember names, ex-household names
One day it's
European scenes, seriously then it's sans ideas, sans ideas
And no one knows the difference
I mean you say, this is nice, I like it
Even hey, that's your best work yet
And you see yourself saying this, you see yourself saying this
Is this the difference?You want to obtain a lobby of graves
For ever present, competition
The further the hills are
The lighter the car load
It feels right, it feels right.
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