To pack his shit up and go And aint it jest like a hero To pack his shit up and go
And superman to fall down And be found close to dead Aint it jest like a superman To go and fall on his head We pick our selves back up And we live with broken backs You think your superman could live though that You think your superman could live though all that
And aint jest like my heroin To be realized at the stake You gone and give me her namesake
And aint jest like my heroin To be realized at the stake You've gone and give me her namesake
And aint it jest like your superman To be found close to death And aint it jest like a superman To go and land on his head
We Pick our selves back up she leaves with things that cant be found.
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