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Am i an arcade? these girls all play me,

i can play them too but it just ain't me,

says who? says me, bring up evidence,

them make sure you build up a bigger fence,

cause it is evident you drove me til i was crazy,

kickin daisies lately, why do i let pain make me?

maybe i could try to live on and prosper,

or maybe i should just live long and hop her,

take your tokens, quarters and tickets,

flush em down the toilet, then the plunger, sit and twist it,

no more phoney visits, one day i envision,

that i will no longer feel like i'm stuck in prison,

hero or villain? does it really matter?

live like everyone else, only smile when your wallets fatter,

don't fall victim to the blabber, or think the news shows the world,

live on and stop her, only is she is THE girl.