| She stands in a place that nobody can sympathise or travel to
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| Agonising avenue
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| Caught between a rock and hard place, what’d you rather do
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| Pain inside her body and her mind, just a dab’ll do
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| Hard to overcome and just too much to try and saddle through
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| She can feel it in her bones, broke down, battered blue
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| I can hear it in her tone, she don’t wanna rattle you
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| Peace is in her being, but the ram’s a fire animal
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| Phenomenal woman, that is word to Maya Angelou
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| Breathless, why is it that I am being tested?
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| Like the world is checking if I’ll just head for the exit
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| She whispered to herself and nervously chewed her necklace
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| Everything about this here is changing my perspective
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| Wrek this, situation here is kinda wrecked, it’s
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| Got us out in limbo keeping Zelda in the nexus
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| Jess this, may be a cliche but it’s a test, it’s
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| Trying to see if it can break you down
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| But if you handling the pain
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| Then you’ll be damn sure to make it through the rain
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| What’d pop say?
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| If we keep pressing on
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| Got the bills stretching on
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| More stress and I’m a mess
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| But I keep pressing on, keep pressing on I guess
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| If they bleed flesh and I’m leaking all on the deck
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| But I keep a smile right up in they face
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| Cause if I’m handling the pain
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| Then I’ll be damn sure to make it through the rain
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| Like mom said
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| If we keep pressing on
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| Got the bills stretching on
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| More stress and I’m a mess
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| But I keep pressing on, keep pressing on I guess
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| If they bleed flesh and I’m leaking all on the deck
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| But no rain ain’t ever stopped us yet
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| He stands in a place that nobody can understand or even go
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| Out amongst the seedy folk
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| Living under stars that you probably never seen before
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| Dirty shoes, dirty socks, soul keep it cleaner though
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| Trying to find a balance on a planet full of evil notes
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| Feeling quite lost, can you show him how or lead him home?
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| He ain’t seen his momma in a minute and she need him close
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| Everything he does is in a toss up, he don’t know
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| Which way is the right way and he’s hoping it won’t be below
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| Breathless, why is it I’m living in the vestige
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| Sleeping in the forest painting arrows on the exit
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| Brother’s tryna call me up, sister’s on the next click
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| Dad ain’t talking to me and I feel so disconnected
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| Wrek this, situation here is kinda wrecked, it’s
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| Not another episode you load up on your Netflix
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| Ozzy man get this, life is just a test, it’s
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| Trying to see if it can break you down
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| But if you handling the pain
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| Then you’ll be damn sure to make it through the rain
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| What’d pop say?
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| If we keep pressing on
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| Got the bills stretching on
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| More stress and I’m a mess
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| But I keep pressing on, keep pressing on I guess
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| If they bleed flesh and I’m leaking all on the deck
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| But I keep a smile right up in they face
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| Cause if I’m handling the pain
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| Then I’ll be damn sure to make it through the rain
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| Like mom said
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| If we keep pressing on
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| Got the bills stretching on
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| More stress and I’m a mess
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| But I keep pressing on, keep pressing on I guess
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| If they bleed flesh and I’m leaking all on the deck
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| But no rain ain’t ever stopped us yet |