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Uh, I know you, |
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You used to ride up high on your green steed |
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Usually after they come down |
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Fools come back around |
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Sniffing out the weed |
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In dire need of just some |
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Simple conversation |
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For some inspiration |
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Well accustomed to being unwelcome |
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Exclamation, no comma |
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More drama from your common |
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Or regrets that keeps coming back like |
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Shadows at sunset |
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Some sweat while we move |
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They try to blackmail this black male |
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With weak stories and frail ass tales |
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Your worthless |
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Ruthless, movements won't do it |
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So don't do it |
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Your envy is hungry like the wolf and duran duran |
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And your plan is see through like seran |
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Dried in the Sudan |
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You need to come with a new plan |
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Your loneliness was the cause of all of this behold |
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It was no real reason for all that to be told |
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Your brain is twitching, stop bitching |
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Intertwining mine like stitchin' |
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You and your uncontrollable, gullible, emotional conditions |
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And misery (misery, misery, love) |
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Why you wanna take me there? (company) With you, with you |
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And misery (misery, misery, love) |
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Why you wanna take me there? (company) With you, with you |
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Claimin' to be a friend in need |
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Troubles interwoven like tweed suits |
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What's lower than soles on boots? |
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A partner, you told to get his shit together |
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Stayed in co-hoots |
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Aggravated, agitated, misery he scoots |
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Cumbersome, isolated, bad villains migrated |
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Tryin' to take me down under |
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Treat me like aborigines |
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Knock to ground like tees at the matches |
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Who realizes the turn disasters |
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Got me thinking negative |
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With things developing the bonk |
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And brings a whole new pitch |
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Changin' my frame of thought |
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Caught by the misery you brought |
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And always wanna bring |
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Love to cling like static |
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Start static |
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You exist to create a panic, sorrow, ruin the mood |
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Random craters destroy the good vibe |
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Words can't describe, portray, |
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But I'm not down with your forte of disarray |
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You make my spirit decay |
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Cause my focus to stray |
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And misery (misery, misery love) |
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Why you wanna take me there? (company) With you, with you |
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And misery (misery, misery love) |
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Why you wanna take me there? (company) With you, with you |
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I ask myself this question: Is freedom what I really want? |
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Soaking in a boola pain |
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Dreaming what my love has been |
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For life |
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I recall being born again twice |
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'Cause every time I reach for what ain't real |
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I fall on the knife and die |
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Or drown in my tears around the reason why |
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We ain't achieving it |
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Instead of just believing in |
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God almighty, not the almighty God |
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Selling souls for bargain prices |
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Always make me holler |
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Smart enough to be a scholar |
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Dumbfounded on the dollar, though |
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One step for mankind |
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Makes a million miles of trying for |
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Once you live in luxury, a million things are dyin' |
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A million voices lying |
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Never add up to the truth |
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Ninety-eight percent of that makes me want the other two |
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To complete this love |
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Wishin' to help my condition |
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Every day, I'm wishin' |
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And every way, I'm hopin' and wishin' |
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And misery, (misery, misery ahh) |
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Why you wanna take me there? (company) With you with you |
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And misery (misery, misery, love) |
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Why you wanna take me there? (company) With you |
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And misery (misery, misery love) |
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Why you wanna take me there? (company) With you, with you |
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And misery (misery, misery love) |
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Why you wanna take there? (company) With you, with you |
