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You think you know but you don't |
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Wish I could read your mind but |
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I can't, so |
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I won't I wish that |
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I could say what it is |
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I'd like to say |
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Instead I've got my tongue twisted up and tied away |
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I'm trying to do my best |
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Yes I know that failure is a lesson, |
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I've been guessing |
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And stressing and trying to make up my decision |
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And guess that's how life goes |
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Every time |
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I want poetry she wants prose |
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I'm too slow, trying to pick it up though |
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Is it me you're really into? |
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No it's me you feel sorry for |
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This is out of control |
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Why can't |
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I ever I get it though? |
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Damn, why can't |
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I ever it though? |
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At least I got my brains, at least |
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I got my with |
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Watch me go on over, see the conversation slip |
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I'm feeling kinda twisted and yes |
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I'm kinda sick |
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I try to counter, man |
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I wish that |
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I could hit and never miss girl |
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Yeah you know that things ain't easy |
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Try to understand and believe me |
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Yes I want the real thing |
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Oh girl, I want the real thing baby |
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This is out of control |
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Why can't |
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I ever I get it though? |
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Damn, why can't |
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I ever it though? |
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Got it all figured out now |
