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[Hook:] This is where the talking ends and life begins |
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Let's start again, it's hard out here |
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Why does it have it to be so complicated? |
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This is where all the conversation stops and life begins |
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Why does it have to be so complicated? [Verse 1:] |
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Welcome to my world where imagination kept running |
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Sprinting and sprinting, still trying to catch up |
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Walk into the bedroom of that only child |
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Singing and humming, what would be his future? |
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A prep school graduate with a |
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C average |
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But I never seemed average |
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I would talk all night bout being |
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Outasight |
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But I never kareem'd |
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Magic till |
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I put the words to bed |
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And woke up the action and canned the laughter |
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I ain't trying to make a stand, |
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I'm trying to fill up the rafters [Hook] [Verse 2:] |
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Explanations repeat in my mind |
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Voices skipping back and forth like stones 'cross the pond |
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Taking trips down memory lane don't bring pain |
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They be making me feel a certain way about those wasted days |
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And when I hear about acquaintances through old friends |
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I still hear they hating to no end |
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I shouldn't even waste my breath on 'em ' |
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Cause if I confronted 'em, they'd get all choked up |
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And I wouldn't waste my breath on 'em |
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And I wish death on none except my old self |
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The lost kid who thought he was owed wealth ' |
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Cause he was so |
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I'll, oh well [Hook] |
