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I
thought
sweetly
of
my
empty
gun
Without
me
it
couldn't
hurt
no
one
But
we
both
kill
to
have
a
little
fun
Wonderin'
why
I
gotta
be
somebody's
enemy
To
be
big
in
the
world
I
thought
sweetly
of
my
sanity
And
how
it
always
gets
away
from
me
It
seemed
a
lot
cooler
on
the
MTV
Wonderin'
why
I
gotta
be
somebody's
tragedy
To
be
big
in
the
world
I
don't
believe
in
everything
Yeah,
God
forbid
it
comes
true
If
you
believe
in
anything
Then
I
got
something
for
you
But
I
got
nothing
for
the
president
And
nothing
followed
him
everywhere
he
went
What
a
lonely
way
to
pay
the
rent
Wonderin'
why
I
gotta
be
somebody's
candidate
To
be
big
in
the
world
I
don't
believe
in
everything
Yeah,
God
forbid
it
comes
true
If
you
believe
in
anything
Then
I
got
something
for
you
If
you
question
every
moment
in
time
And
every
answer
leaves
you
wonderin'
why
You
gotta
be
somebody's
anything
Yeah
why
you
gotta
be
somebody's
anything
Why
you
gotta
be
somebody's
anything
To
be
big
in
the
world
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