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I should be in the main theme
Born to compete you should know me
Cause I'm not a fool it's the truth, for real
I know how to act all the way that I feel
I've been waiting for you
The things I believe that are almost true
Once for all you come marching through
I could live on a big rig
Born in the flash of a simple mistake
Itch like a kid for the right time to steal
It's over so fast you never know how to feel
So I'll hold onto you
If the things I believe are almost true
Once for all you wanted me too
Come a little closer
Stare a little longer like competitors do
Cause this fight's forever
If it breaks up there'll be nothing to do
These things I'll prove
I've been waiting for you
The things I believe are almost true
Once for all you really wanted me too
Come a little closer
Stare a little longer like competitors do
Cause this fight's forever
If it breaks up there'll be nothing to do
Come a little closer
Stare a little longer like competitors do
Cause this fight's forever
If it breaks up there'll be nothing to do
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