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Separation anxiety |
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From the fat stacks in front of me |
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Without this shit, I know she'll leave |
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She's got a leg up when she tells me, |
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"Right now is the worst time |
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To feels so heavy |
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You keep shutting down and sinking |
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You gotta get up and carry on." |
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So dig your heels in |
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And grit your teeth |
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And quit your bitching |
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You gotta keep it straight |
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And keep it easy |
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And keep a fact that |
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Says we're saying. |
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"Oh oh you, |
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You can't fuck with this!" |
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Cuz right now is the best time |
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Dumb and young |
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And so full of fire |
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It just keeps burning |
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And I can't stop |
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I can't stop myself from moving |
