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“The Fear” by Lily Allen

“Now I’m not a saint, but I’m not a sinner. And everything’s cool as long as I’m getting thinner.”

I want to be rich and I want lots of money.
I don’t care about clever; I don’t care about funny.
I want loads of clothes and fuckloads of diamonds.
I heard people die while they are trying to find them.

I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror.
I’m on the right track, yeah I’m on to a winner.

But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic.
And that’s what makes my life so fucking fantastic.

I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror.
I’m on the right track, yeah we’re on to a winner
.

Forget about guns and forget ammunition.
Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission.

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore.
And I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore.
And when do you think it will all become clear?
Cause I’m being taking over by the fear.

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