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Fame < Infamy
Fall Out Boy
I'm a preacher sweating in the pews,
For the salvation I'm bringing you.
I'm a salesman, I'm selling you hooks and plans,
And myself for making demands.
When I'm home alone I just dance by myself.
And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth.
Signing off, "I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen."
The kid was alright but it went to his head.
I am god's gift, but why would he bless me with,
Such wit without a conscience equipped.
I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, woah.
"There's too 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 with the truth.
Signing off, "I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen."
The kid was alright 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 with the truth.
Signing off, "I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen."
"I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen."
"I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen."
The kid was alright but it went to his head.
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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