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Everyday when I wake up, wake up |
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They tell me to wake up, wake up |
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I don't know why the life I live it's slow |
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Tell me what the laughing is this for |
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Don't be afraid to let go |
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It's late at night, I see a light |
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And it goes flashing through my soul |
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Am I loosing sight, is it all alright |
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I make these choices on my own |
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But it ain't over until it's over |
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And I don't know which way to go |
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Said I'm sitting at the traffic light |
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And it's flashing bright, |
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Said I'm sitting at the traffic light, oh, oh |
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And I don't know which way to go |
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You say I'm rock but I'm not |
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I'm hip hop but I'm pop |
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And all they label me as is a kid rock with a shot |
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So leave me alone and let me just sing |
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What I want to, because I got to |
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When I was a kid, my daddy played guitar |
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He showed me led zeppeling, the beatles and the doors |
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Yeah, it wasn't only rock and rock, hip hop was embedded on my soul |
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So how the fuck do they define me, |
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My music's like a maze and all they do is try to find me |
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Why they gottame |
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Open up the pick a better person and pick on a fucking criticize |
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Don't let me, feel like that, listen to me then you can take the mike back |
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When will I get home |
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Said I'm sitting at the traffic light |
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And it's flashing bright, |
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Said I'm sitting at the traffic light, oh, oh |
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And I don't know which way to go x 2 |
