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Gotta get my mind clear |
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Got nothing to lose |
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Gotta get my pink stray |
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Jazz away them blues |
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Still got my fake |
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But it's gettin loud |
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Now all these voices |
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Keep spinning round |
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Still above my skate |
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But a place in mind |
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He's closing me in |
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Such words that grind |
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I'm familiar Jenny |
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Missed them signs |
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I bare my positions |
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Flip over time |
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I'm trying not to break down |
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She's holding on too tight now |
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I'll breakdown |
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All eyes on me |
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you see me right |
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Right inside of me |
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Tell my back I'll be back too |
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'Cause there's not much to lose |
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I'll beep my past |
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Still my blood beats blue |
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I'm trying not to break down |
