Cheap Plastic Buddha - текст песни
Cheap Plastic Buddha
I don't know what I did with My cheap plastic buddha, I left it In my closet, & it burnt to the ground
Why do what ya do If it's not what's believed If you work so hard And don't get what's perceived Shouldn't pride hold precedence Over fortune and fame?
To some it doesn't matter It's just winning the game
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