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There's always something trying to keep me down. |
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Every day, same hour, some voice is calling me, calling me. |
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Further from happiness, I'm losing my fucking mind, |
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wishing I was closer to ending this. |
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And not a, not a day goes by where I don't see |
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numbers going up and credit scores follow me. |
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Haunting my future in building my name. |
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So far behind and it, it makes me sick to think |
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that the world revolves around debt. |
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I can't seem to shake this, so far behind on everything |
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Feeding at the hands of the ones that put me out, |
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and I can't seem to shake this, so far behind on everything, |
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and I can't seem to shake this. |
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Haunting my future in building my name |
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and don't get shit twisted and end up in our shoes |
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Haunting my future, some things will never change |
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some things will never change. |
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Scraping at the very bottom, |
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wishing I was closer to ending this. |
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Blegh! |
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Calling me. |
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Calling me. |
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Calling me. |
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Calling me. |
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Calling me. |
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Calling me. |
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Calling me. |
