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It wasn't in vogue
But thought it might have been time to hit the road
I was carrying a load
But no one seemed to care
Just gave me some strange stare
Nothing seemed fair
Might be time to return to my lair
Nobody seemed to care
But I had my own code
It was just the way I rode
Even a special way that I strode
Felt like I was almost going to implode
This is what happens when you are going rogue
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