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I won't say it'll be easy It's against all odds Chances are you'll never make the grade If you want things easy, gave it all a mess Take the life that you've already made But you know it won't be easy Spending every year Playing at the same thing till you die You'll be in bed-in? winter dreaming of the past Thinking of the days you could have tried You can stay put, fuck it up Mess about your little mates Sunshine, that's fine But I think you got what it takes And it takes balls, real balls honey This about you've made a mess You can't be scared of failure If you really want success No no it won't be easy It's a lot of graph They say nothing ventured nothing gained You can put your feet up getting yourself a pray If you don't think it can be sustained You can stay put, fuck it up Mess about your little mates Sunshine, that's fine But I think you got what it takes And it takes balls, real balls honey This about you've made a mess You can't be scared of failure If you really want success |
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