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What's your story send it over to me |
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I'll take a look and see what there is to seeat least jot a few things downanything to let me know |
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I'm in your headand not on the groundwith the cigarette buttsfrom the mouths of all those little sluts that want me |
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I'm lying here with the negative thoughts running my brainover again, look where |
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I've been, feel me try, feel the skyfeel that your ableto do what it is you need to whenthis city life is draggingthis city life is dragging us downdon't push medon't push medon't push meanyway, well |
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I can barely face the dayis it already a quarter to ten?how can |
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I drag my body from this bed againwhen |
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I feel so heavyfrom the weight of nothingit's not about you as |
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I saidnow it's a quarter to two, another night run throughwithout connectingto anythingthis city life is dragging us down |
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I'm already so far away from where |
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I need to be |
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I'm already so far awaywe move a mile a minutejust to keep ourselves in it. |
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Now I think we've come to far not to win itwhat is it?if |
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I wasn't here all of this shit would just go on anywaysif you weren't hereeverything would just go on anywaythat's what you learnwhy do you staywhen this city life is dragging us down |
