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I wrote a song about the Davis Varsity
And Casey Thomason said Don't forget about me
We have got a Varsity in Atlanta that sells hot dogs and fries

darker days  
But I cannot remember when 
Bitterness and cruelty in the hearts of men    

We don’t need promises
We need victories
We don’t need hopes

the loneliness that resides inside me
I'm just searching for a victory
To be handed a gold trophy
For all of the exercise
In the sport of my life
Trying to be
In

Cheerleader

Deirdre Flint

Shuffleboard Queens

from the age of three
Oh, I got a masters, I got a car, I volunteer
And I can play the guitar
But I'd trade it all in the bat of an eye
For a polyester

speak my mind

I will be blunt say it straight as it is
Be the bad guy 'cause there're no volunteers
Ruled by comfort and you're living a lie
Delusional

someone like me
could ever say that I made it
False hope in abundance
Everybody in the running
Don't ever stop the fun
Man victory is coming
Just get your

battling
In my own cage I be rattling rattling
He given hope
Yo I'm savage I'm grabbing it woo
This is serious
Repping the father Yah
Varsity rocking

stronger military forces
We should unite as a family
And fight for our last resources

Every patriotic man 
Must himself volunteer
You must believe the end

She was like when you finally make varsity and get that letter 
And she was like the number one fan there in any weather 
Naw but fr tho she was like

conversations with my reflections
Quick glances from passing cars
Don't mind my face I'm just reflectin'
Junior varsity, no letters
Made my opps salty but forgot

motherfuckers is kiddin' me
Ya'll fuckin' around, we gettin' the victory
The real McCoy not entertainin' no trickery
You asked for it so I brought the artillery

a golden goose, gander Midas touches that I'm layin'
I'm way in (Chicka)
This varsity in the '50s, you with me? (Yup)
Doubtin' the possibility of listening

Mettingen zur City of Stars, yeah
Victory lap im KaDeWe drehn, yeah
Private catering kommt durch Ladurée
Leb unser Leben dafür hast du kein Budget, yeah
Und

Kiv The O.G
I’m the muhfuckin' veteran
So pardon me, I’m varsity
Ay ya’ll kids go get me my letter man
Steady incline I get better man
Seems they just

to the verse

At this rate, you'll make varsity
Shootin' straight to the heart of me
Got a taste of victory
Take her down, count it, one, two, three

Be

good to be a Vol Y'all
Me and my family's settled down here
In a little small town full of Volunteers
It's a place where everybody knows your name
cnd

waves get long and the winters get shorter
Ship his kids off to Mars when this world is over
After all of these years of victory and glory
He honestly

Like Billups with Pistons
Pictured the victory
Doxology started what was meant for me
Warehouse live gave me an epiphany
Kill the show kill the floor in

You want me to go right now
Yeah I'm a follow through
I'm gone outrun all my past
My healing's past due
And when I get to victory
Lord I won't pass you

of lips, will strengthen You;
Drinking You, living water, You, my Lord, are watered, too.

Lift up Your head, ascended Christ, in victory!
I’m a volunteer

have to clear my throat
The only L's I take are the ones that I volunteer to smoke
Here I go, on another ride on my favorite rollercoaster
Also known

Its the finest ever bred out the volunteer state high stepping is the weapon to win first place
Stretched all the way out watch them keep up the pace

You turn to Paul Revere
Sacrificial volunteer
I'm commandeering all ya gear
Shots in the distance
Must be a battle popping off
Swervin' in my ATK, hold

the strongest
Odin Overthrower
Odin Weathermaker
You will not go farther
Odin is Victory
Skies are getting darker
The prophecies grow dim
This is almost the end