Them Crooked Vultures warsaw or the first breath you take after you give up

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Can't afford to lose my head
Can't afford to lose my cool
You'll blow them all in kingdom come
I can't afford to lose my tease, I just aim to please
Feel like a no tell motel painting out of place or ignored
It's all medals and trophies, trophies and medal
And all before the race has been run
Oh , take off your mask, is it too much to ask?
Go on and give it a try or kiss your ass goodbye
Autobiographical anonymous
A cotillion of friction on my jurisdiction
It's a lovely disguise with the wandering eyes
And I get high, now you've got something to look up to
Trouble's a mangy stray dog
Play with it once, then it follows you home
It's all have not, have none, hey, can I have some?
Until I've had enough yet I've had none
Oh, take off your mask, lose it into the trash
Go on and give it a try or kiss your ass goodbye
Suddenly it gets easy, the sun goes down
The long arm of important things disappears in her gown
You finally drop the knife, forget you ever
It's such a good night, ain't forever
It feels so good to give up, give in her arms
I know it hurts, I know it hurts
It hurts to be young, metamorphosis is pain
I said it hurts to be young, gotta learn every goddamn thing
You gotta hack your way through
And realize it's almost entirely lies
But then you'll begin to smile, smile for me real wide
Then you accept what you are, the transformation is done
You've become absorbed into and you know
I think I know what to do

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