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It started back in high school
So cool, king of the scene
You found that making people laugh
Was more than just a dream
The public took right to you
Like flies to a pile of shit
So funny and smart, so talented
But success just couldnt fit

Wasting your life no future bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone shouldve said...

Nfl, efilnikufesin nfl
Nfl, efilnikufesin nfl

Wake up dead in a plywood bed
Six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldnt see your own dependency
Nfl, nice fuckin life

The whole world is your playground
Yet you cant find your niche
Your only friends, it helps you through
Helps you dig your daily ditch
The bottom line cant touch you
Cause youre above the rest
But your little friends the enemy
And the bottom line is death

You lived a life of excess
Goddamn shame its such a waste
Just one too many cookies
From the batch no one should taste
Yet his memory stills stays with us
Cause watching him was fun
Too bad things werent different
Who knows what hed have done

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It started back in high school 
So cool, king of the scene 
You found that making people laugh 
Was more than just a dream 
The public took right to you 
Like flies to a pile of shit 
So funny and smart, so talented 
But success just couldnt fit 
 
Wasting your life no future bright 
Dancing on your grave 
Living like a slave, someone shouldve said... 
 
Nfl, efilnikufesin nfl 
Nfl, efilnikufesin nfl 
 
Wake up dead in a plywood bed 
Six feet from the rest of your life 
And when you couldnt see your own dependency 
Nfl, nice fuckin life 
 
The whole world is your playground 
Yet you cant find your niche 
Your only friends, it helps you through 
Helps you dig your daily ditch 
The bottom line cant touch you 
Cause youre above the rest 
But your little friends the enemy 
And the bottom line is death 
 
You lived a life of excess 
Goddamn shame its such a waste 
Just one too many cookies 
From the batch no one should taste 
Yet his memory stills stays with us 
Cause watching him was fun 
Too bad things werent different 
Who knows what hed have done

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