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I am the Great Bambino,


I am the Great Bambino,

No wait the Great Bamboozled,

They got me out here like you are good for nothing man just useless,

A confused young man where no where to go

In limbo between the right thing and the extreme to get more,

No one wants me, but I connect with everyone,

A story of hard work and sacrifice,

Has me feeling like a man in a world ruled by mice,

Can you imagine having the world at your fingertips ,

And having nothing at the same damn  time

Because you aren't born here man, you're not a person

You're different,

This has me me going insane

A good person wasting his brain

On whether or not he belongs

Or if he works hard enough it will help his mom

Maybe one day they will accept me

But I could care less if they do 

I'm tired of waiting for good people to realize I am a good person

I'd rather get out there and take my chances

Because one day the reaper will be in of his taking trances. 

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