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Here we go again
Tryna fix myself again 
Ain't it funny how you can't spell  friends without end. 
Walking over me like there is nothing  here

Here we go again
Tryna fix myself again
Ain't it funny how you can't spell  friends without end.
Walking over me like there is nothing  here to see.

Three Time Loser

Badfinger

Say No More

1981

line user
Mr. Groover
Where's it end?

And there's nothing that you can say
You can make it most any day
And if you try very hard
You know you

just like a packer
Snipe in the bush just like tracker
Call me coach stick make you faster
Doing dash now it's six
In the air on the blitz
Get down in

be actin like choosers
He thinkin' he tough, but he soft
And he might end up worse than them cooper
Damn, I might have to boot her
Watch what I say,

time to say
I believe a girl deserves a bit of foreplay

It's nothing personal
All the users get used in the end
It's nothing personal
All the users get

I'm a drug user scratch that fuck that I'm a drug abuser
Any mini miny moe I think I Choose her
Off the perky off the lean they say I'm a loser
I'm

Listen to these better if sooner
These artists are better, their music's super
Thank you for coming
Now who's the next user?
Oh yes, you darling
I'm Mr.

than myself
I mask the pain with another kiss
Starts the same and always ends like this
Nobody
Wants to be a loser
Once a lover
Always a user
Nobody

speed lady
But now I know

Wali user
Wandaba nga loser
Nakubuuka wali user
Wandaba nga loser

Nze kale saafa ku myaka
Oba olina oba tolina waaka
Kirabika

Yeah
I'm a winner
Winner
Winner
Winner
Winner
Winner
Winner
Yeah

Had to go through the weather
Do you remember?
Even brought a
User manual for

me? Get a tracker
Cryin' in my face while you lyin'? you an actor
Push my buttons, then you get me started like a Push Start
How did we end up this way

one comes with that hammer
let them all know that I'm coming with a fast tracker

Talk on the net but they ain't talk in the flesh
Ain't a memory when

I got the shit for the fiends
I got the shit for the users
Niggas addicted to music
Come over here, get a hit of this cool shit (okay)

I got

don't try no beef 'cause at the end she lied
I got these 100s in the safe stacked up knee high
Fuckin' hoes gettin' old, gettin' money ain't new
Shawty

somewhere out there
Wearing some sandals made from hemp
Some Apple users are gay
But most of them are bi
Some Apple users are gay
But most of them blow guys

You take and you take without giving
Like the ride is never going to end
You think you know who's going to heaven
Well I know I'm going to see you

We don't fight for no reason (Ayeee)
Injected with poison, but you'll never notice the Nightshade when I sleep em (Sleep)
All hanging off the deep end

goons
Ends all the same, there'll be nothing but bones
That I'll pick my teeth with when I'm eating my food
Magic users beware, we gon run you up
And I'll

cemetery owner these graves n caskets can't get closed until i buried all opps
Before i quit then i might die off
I got h o e tracker (oh God) that's why

I don't really wanna feel useless
In a parallel world with the losers
Selling off myself to the users
I'm fading away turn into selfless
Pieces of me

killed at a Birthday Bash
Just except me for what I am, I'm user I just want your cash
I'm user baby
Now log in hoe
Yeah
Turn me up dawg

If I cut my

You try to hide it but everybody knows
You're a user loser
Thought you loved me but you're an abuser
Loser hey loser
You try to tear me down but I

a Glock or two
But a Glock is usless if the user cock-a doo
Black long sleeve like I'm Ron Stoppable
Rat on me I will end up popping you

Play with your