You want me to go and steal
A million dollars
You make me fight an army
Win and get away

CHORUS:
I've got so many things to tell you
I've got so many things to say

You expect me to lay the crown
Jewels at your feet
Pour upon you gold and
Silver too

Nasty things that you ran away from
Will catch you up again
Heroes that you try to be like
Will make you feel your pain




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