| Will you come with me and love me well?
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| Fill this empty cup, this lonely shell
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| Help me to find a better life
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| I’m mother fuckin color blind…
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| Reading Deepak Chopra
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| I’ve been sober since the holding tank
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| Thought I was Superman ridin around with Lois Lane
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| She tries to keep her poker face, but she’s gettin beat on
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| And when all your friends got shoulder pains when you’re supposed to lean on
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| this onomatpoeia for flexing sound
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| Guzzle, guzzle, pop, pop
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| Stop fucking with this «onomat-peons» don’t you watch
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| What it’s doing to you
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| They’re not moving with you
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| They’re just moving through you
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| Get up out the way before they do it to you
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| Hard headed with the soft spot for burglars robbin you of your jewels
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| You’re like a watchdog who got lost in his own damn household
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| Dancing in the heat til you get knocked out cold
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| Your intro isn’t done so why the fuck can I hear your outro?
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| I’m out yo, cause I think I’m too invested in somebody shady so I need some
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| proof before I mess with you
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| But I think I got it
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| Couple run ins with your exes too
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| Many pilots in the cockpit, is it true?
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| Empty the pockets of your past
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| I’m looking for loose change
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| Letting the noose hang on some new things
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| My sun shines, I don’t do rain
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| But all I see is lightning bolts
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| What the fuck is you I saying?
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| Man shit, what the fuck am I saying?
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| Girl… hold on…
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| Yea… what the fuck am I saying… Yea
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| People sayin that I shouldn’t see you
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| If that’s the case, then why did I meet you?
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| Feelin like I already met you and I don’t want to leave you again
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| Are you feelin like I’m feelin like?
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| Is it wrong that I’m feeling right?
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| You’re my adrenline
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| Your lips are like my medicine
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| Late night like Letterman
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| My friends say don’t let her in
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| But either way I’m pedalin faster and faster
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| I ask her what she’s after, there’s laughter and she’s flattered
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| But what does it matter
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| I think when it comes to our situation we’re just stuck underneath the ladder
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| But I always think the perfect picture is just splattered
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| Yeah, damn
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| People sayin that I shouldn’t see you
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| If that’s the case, then why did I meet you?
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| Feelin like I already met you and I don’t want to leave you again
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| Are you feelin like I’m feelin like?
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| Is it wrong that I’m feeling right? |