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I was insecure until I  went to church The church of iron is the place to be Admiring my gains, a shiny mirror I see For others to watch, I flex for free Call me a philanthropist, Stud-to-be
It's almost like enough  Heaven in a room to, rest easy. With little and big helpers, along the walls. Ready to guide me, to become the man I dream of. I lift and lift,
It's almost like enough  Heaven in a room to, rest easy. With little and big helpers, along the walls. Ready to guide me, to become the man I dream of. I lift and lift,
Once the years of  scholarly things come to a close, I wish to help those who've fallen.   Those who feel down, despise themselves for their body and their lacking
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