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and I just can't get this off my mind |
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my voice it yells inside |
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It tells me all the time |
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that I could leave right now |
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oh, it dares me up to see this place |
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greening a machine wash gray |
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but all we know is this... |
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I been trying for the past 4 years |
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broken lie to get this here |
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it's not the heart that makes the man, |
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it's the money in his hand |
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it's been a struggle for the past few nights |
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I have to quit to realize, |
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that I can waste not time on it |
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in case this is all I get |
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one year, one month, and seven days |
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to lose the love it takes |
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and grow plastic from my hands |
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so I can leave right now |
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oh, it dares me up to see this place |
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greening a machine wash gray |
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but all the time and risk... |
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I been trying for the past 4 years |
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broken lie to get this here |
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it's not the heart that makes the man, |
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it's the money in his hand |
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it's been a struggle for the past few nights |
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I have to quit to realize, |
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that I can waste not time on it |
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in case this is all I get |
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I been trying for the past 4 years |
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broken lie to get this here |
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it's not the heart that makes the man, |
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it's the money in his hand |
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it's been a struggle for the past few nights |
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I have to quit to realize, |
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that I can waste not time on it |
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in case this is all I get |
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I get... |
