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Black woman on the street with attitude |
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Spits through her teeth and stares at you |
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White boy with the living blues |
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Spreads his hatred on a crowded tube |
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Some days I feel removed |
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But all I can do is think of you |
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I feel like I am being used yeh yeh |
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Well you bruise me and you batter me |
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and you make me feel the twist |
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I try to convince myself |
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that im strong because of this |
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My friends say Im beautiful |
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But it's time to get real |
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I try to find some hatred |
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But I can't change the way I feel |
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And this murder happens all around my heals |
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But it aint real you are the deal |
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And theres poison flowing all around my head |
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And here I am all alone in bed |
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OId queen on the ship of fools |
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you're worried that it might sail for you |
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White lies from the broken youth |
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Who hasn't got the nerve to counsell you |
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Some days I feel amused |
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But all I can do is think of you |
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I feel like I've been such a fool yeh yeh |
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Well you bruise me and you batter me |
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and you make me feel like dirt |
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And just for one minute |
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I've forgotten what I'm worth |
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My friends say you're beautiful |
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But it's time I got real |
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Im staring at your picture |
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But I can't change the way I feel |
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And this murder happens all around my heals |
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But it aint real you are the deal |
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And this poisons flowing all around my head |
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And here I am filled with regret |
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Is it not enough |
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to just feel the love |
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and give it |
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why cant you give it |
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Is it not enough |
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to just feel the love |
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and live it |
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why cant you live it |
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why cant you give it |
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oh why cant you give it |
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why cant you give it |
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oh why cant you give it |
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You are the deal |
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You are the deal |
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You are the deal |
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You are the deal |
