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Search in the past for the bad that is in me |
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I'm trying to see if I've lost anything |
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I stumble upon the fact that nobody's watching |
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Now how they ever gonna catch me, boy? |
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How they ever gonna catch me? |
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It's a Saturday night, it's a February |
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Got nothing to do, I got no one to see |
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Not even a god to take pity on me |
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Not even a god to take pity on me |
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I'm sitting alone with that guilt of your feeling |
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Like I let someone down by the way that I live |
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I'm sitting alone, I ain't heard from nobody |
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But I'm only gonna get what I give, boy |
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Said I'm only gonna get what I give |
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On a Saturday night in a February |
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Got nothing to do, with nobody to see |
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Not even a god to pass judgment on me |
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Not even a god to pass judgment on me |
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I'm over in the lake and I swam to the bottom |
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And I found me a seat on a rock down there |
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And just when I thought I could hear the end |
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Says I had to come up for air, boy |
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Said I had to come up for air |
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On a Saturday night in a February |
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Got nothing to do, with nobody to see |
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Not even a god to have mercy on me |
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Not even a god to have mercy on me |
