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Another take on what many think is just a glamor-filled existence...From Jerry Cantrell:
Dying Inside
Long fat green, love what you do, so young must be nice
Roll first class, limousine drool, packed house every night
Hey rock star, got a cold beer? Sure you don't mind do you?
Ain't life sweet. party non-stop, 24/7 - cool
So proud would be your mother
Anything you want, pick you lover
From here loos so fine
My god how your star shines...
Dying inside
Live your dream, walk in those shoes, trade with you any time
Worldwide name, freedom much fame, spinning gold song and
rhyme
So proud would be your mother
Anything you want, pick you lover
From here loos so fine
My god how your star shines...
Dying inside
My god how your star shines...
Dying inside
Play, get paid, couple sports cars, sure you done paid your dues
Big house own, no boss fun, lucky fuck I wish I was you
So proud would be your mother
Anything you want, pick you lover
From here loos so fine
My god how your star shines...
Dying inside
My god how your star shines...
Dying inside
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Silly monkeys give them thumbs
they make a club and beat their brother down.
How they survive so misguided is a mystery.
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