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I woke up in the morning |
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I take a trip to the corner store |
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that's when I heard my calling |
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but I never heard the voice the truth before |
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so I kept walking pretending I didn't see |
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walk by a window and my reflection said to me... |
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You can try all the same |
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but you'll never know this mystery |
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there's no pride on your plane |
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so you're not the man you used to be |
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try all the game |
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but you'll never know this mystery |
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when your plight has no plane |
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said you're not the man you used to be |
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Losing sight of what matters |
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then in my demeanour the brightness of the flatter |
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a tyson is the chatter of a room filled with candle |
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the place by fume that conclude with the mantra |
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im off to a flame when i couldnt hold a candle |
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to what I used to be |
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to what I used to handle |
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I used to be hungry yeah but tight for respect |
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and I just respect people want something from me |
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service at the table that revolved in my favor |
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designated savior guess I'm picking up the check |
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develop for a pilate for a rather bitter flavor |
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the fruits in my labor at the price it won't fetch |
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they cost me some friends |
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they cost me connect |
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for most men would as I probably should |
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but the men I know now ain't the men I recollect |
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You can try all the same |
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but you'll never know this mystery |
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there's no pride on your plane |
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so you're not the man you used to be |
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try all the game |
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but you'll never know this mystery |
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when your plight has no plane |
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said you're not the man you used to be |
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Searching for the elements I hire came together |
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I stumble on some blame I thought it to whatever |
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my disposition taking on I don't give a f*ck never was a few times |
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when the armour got severed the walls came down, the skin wasn't leathered |
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and if you want it hurt me the closer the better, |
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my foes were posing as a shoulder and when i went to lean on let me fall over |
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and those are the lessons that you learn when you older |
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it's harder to be burned but your heart's become colder |
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a bolder |
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but in return for your heart is stone its hard to let your guard down when the problem's gone |
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a soldier that keeps fighting when the war is done |
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forever ready for over more comes |
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yeah and I'm aiming at the mirror |
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I might end up shooting me |
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don't recognize the man that I used to be |
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who's he? |
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