Sub Urban - CANDYMAN (sped up)

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Sub Urban - CANDYMAN (sped up)

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I make more
Mama told you to hate the rich man
When you're poor
I make more
'Cause one day finally I realized
There's no encore
I don't know if anybody is whole
That moment's gone
There's no paradise just whimsical woes
And charlatans

[Chorus]
Chase that bag then (Dig your hole)
Realize there's no miracles just
Luck and sex and made up goals
I make more but (I'm a poor soul)
[Verse 2]
You don't know what you know or what you don't
Guess that's the charm
Curiosity makes all the more dough
Just throw the dart (Oh)

[Chorus]
Chase that bag then (dig your hole)
Realize there's no miracles just
Luck and sex and made up goals
I make more but (I'm a poor soul)

[Bridge]
Ooh, yeah, let's eat the rich
Let's eat the rich
Ooh, yeah, let's eat the rich
I heard they taste like chocolate
Ooh, yeah, let's eat the rich
Let's eat the rich
Ooh, yeah, let's eat the rich
I heard they taste like chocolate

[Chorus]
Chase that bag then (Dig your hole)
Realize there's no miracles just
Luck and sex and made up goals
I make more but (I'm a poor soul)

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