Once upon a time she said
Allison moorer
Just getting by is getting old
Locked up inside this pigeonhole
Breaking my back with my bare hands
Some of us can't some of us can
Locked up inside this pigeonhole
Breaking my back with my bare hands
Some of us can't some of us can
I don't have it in me
A bullet needs a gun
And in the land of plenty
They need a champion
I'm one more of many
Not a lion on the sun
Been hanging around and holding on
Here underground way too long
Losing my mind digging for gold
All I can find as life unfolds is
I don't have it in me
A bullet needs a gun
And in the land of plenty
They need a champion
I'm one more of many
Not a lion in the sun
It's unpopular
To be unpopular
It's unpopular
To be unpopular
Isn't it sad?
The ending won't be a happy one
I'm one more of many
Not a lion in the sun
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