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It's five AM in my loft |
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Too many miles on my clock |
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The hip-hop station plays soft |
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But this ain't nothing I can turn off |
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All the love in the world |
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And all the diamonds and pearls |
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And all my hate for the girl... N'existe pas |
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There's nothing left to be done |
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There's nothing left that's real |
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There's nothing left to buy, beg, borrow or steal |
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There's nothing left to win |
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There's nothing left to prove |
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There's nothing I can't afford to lose |
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I'm gonna make you see |
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There's nothing here but you and me |
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I'm gonna make you know |
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Ain't nothing up here |
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I'm gonna make you see |
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There's nothing here but you and me |
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I'm gonna make you know |
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Ain't nothing up here or way down below |
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Put a record on |
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But the music's all wrong |
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There ain't no score for the tip that I'm on |
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Right now |
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They took Manhattan today |
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Some dudes blew it away |
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It's hard to see it their way |
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All the women I've loved |
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And all the hate in this town |
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And all the shit goin' down |
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There's nothing left to be done |
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There's nothing left that's real |
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There's nothing left to buy, beg, borrow or steal |
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There's nothing left to win |
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There's nothing left to prove |
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There's nothing I can't afford to lose |
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I'm gonna make you see |
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There's nothing here but you and me |
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I'm gonna make you know |
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Ain't nothing up here |
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I'm gonna make you see |
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There's nothing here but you and me |
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I'm gonna make you know |
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Ain't nothing up here or way down below |
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There's nothing left to be done |
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There's nothing left that's real |
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There's nothing left to buy, beg, borrow or steal |
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There's nothing left to win |
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There's nothing left to prove |
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There's nothing I can't afford to lose |
