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We'll cut an album, right?
And if these critics want to fight I'll fight
Even though I got my hands tied tight
It makes my wrists so itchy and it's hard to write
And I know my alphabets
I said all the right words, but I still have regrets
These scarlet letters man
Ambiguous accomplishments achieving anthems
So I said...
I said...
I said...
I said...