| 'Cause I was born a water baby
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| Swimming with these times
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| The grooves that turn the grey to sunshine
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| 'Cause I will live through days that break me
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| Swimming with these times
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| The grooves that turn the grey to sunshine
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| I’m still tryna write the story as I see it
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| The trouble is when I say it, they don’t believe it
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| They reckon I only say it but I don’t mean it
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| I’m tryna tell 'em I’d only say it if I can feel it
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| 'Cause money’s tight, maybe tighter than it was before
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| I’m helping out on a mortgage I really can’t afford
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| Family breaking north, I cover the trips abroad
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| Shakin', I’m making another loss on another tour
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| But what I done it for?
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| To see my mother in the sun abroad
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| I run into trouble, that was coming for her
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| My little brother got the hunger for
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| All the exact same pain
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| That makes the rain in my stomach pour
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| So let me paint it broader
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| This for any dude who’s got a daughter
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| Living off lines that your papa taught her
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| Ain’t got no time to be coming for you
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| Go with the flow of this running water
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| Go with the flow of this
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| Go with the flow of this
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| Go with the flow of this
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| Don’t you worry
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| Two leaves won’t grow the same
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| And people might forget your name
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| Doesn’t matter if they do
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| Don’t you hurry
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| When the hot coffee pours will stain
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| And when the Uber left you in the rain
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| Your time will come around to you
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| Despite the stress of spending so much time alone
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| 'Cause this ge-o-gra-phy is keeping me at home
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| And I don’t know the way to go
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| I move with the flow of this running water, this running water
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| 'Cause I was born a water baby
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| Swimming with these times
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| The grooves that turn the grey to sunshine
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| 'Cause I will live through days that break me
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| Swimming with these times
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| The grooves that turn the grey to sunshine
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| Go with the flow of this running water |