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I came into this world as nothing |
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I ain't gonna leave that way |
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I came into this world as nothing |
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I ain't gonna leave that way |
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So when my hands remain tied |
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There's only me to blame |
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I guess you could say |
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I'm looking for something to be, to hold, to own |
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To call mine, to call mine |
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Well, I ain't found it yet but when |
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I doIt's all mine |
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Gimme back the rights you read me |
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I can't seem to make it make sense |
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Oh, gimme back the rights you read me |
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I can't seem to make it make sense' |
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Cause no one ever said |
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That at the end |
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I wouldn't get a second chance |
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I guess you could say |
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I'm looking for something to be, to hold, to own |
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To call mine, to call mine |
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Well, I ain't found it yet but when |
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I doIt's all mine |
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Maybe I am on a road that ain't been claimed yet |
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And maybe |
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I ain't seen a sign that ain't been made yet |
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Maybe I am on a road that ain't been claimed yet |
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And maybe |
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I ain't seen a sign that ain't been made yet |
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Or maybe I'm just stuck in here |
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Feeling like |
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I gave so much more to you |
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Oh, than you gave to me |
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I guess you could say |
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I'm looking for something to be, to hold, to own |
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To call mine, to call mine |
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Well, I ain't found it yet but when |
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I doIt's all mine |
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I guess you could say |
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I'm looking for something to be, to hold, to own |
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To call mine, to call mine |
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Well, I ain't found it yet but when |
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I doIt's all mine |
