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For The Love Of The Game
Fox Lake, Mugshot
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I want you to plant your feet
I wanted you to stand still, but you wanna walk
I tell you what, I'm a nice guy, I'ma let you walk
You pick the tune, and I'll pick the dance
(Yeah, yeah, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What I got is mine (yeah, yeah, whoa)
When I changed his want to (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa)
I didn't have to fight with his body
Buckle up, put your money where your mouth is
Get your weight up, this is one versus a thousand
Buckle up, put your money where your mouth is
No more talking, are you real? Are you about it?
Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to die?
It became such a chore to think all the time
I thought it best not to think about anything
Or so I hoped
Looking for an out, all hail the mediocre and complacent
No risk, all doubt, consume, exist as a basic
Let it burn, mounds of ash laid waste on the pavement
A strike of the match, a sign of hatred
Buckle up, put your money where your mouth is
Get your weight up, this is one versus a thousand
Buckle up, put your money where your mouth is
No more talking, are you real? Are you about it?
Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to die?
Baptized by flame and the burning sting
I found my place in the new world heat
Yeah, yeah, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa
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