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The TV's blaring, the radio is turned up loud |
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Maybe then I'll sleep well, maybe then I'll drown you out. |
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Don't want to think much I don' t want to reminisce |
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Cuz love songs and poems have all lead, they've all led me to this. |
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It's dangerous, to be sleepin alone. |
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And it's way way way it's way to cold |
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To be at home. |
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I've locked up tightly I must say I've had my doubts |
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Cuz they will kick and they will scream but there's no way they're ever getting out. |
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They breathed fresh air once, a long time a long time ago. |
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And now stuck up inside my head, how they ever gonna grow? |
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It's dangerous, to be sleepin alone. |
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And it's way way way it's way to cold |
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To be at home. |
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And I am what I am, yes I am what I am |
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It ain't that bad. |
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What I'm tryin to say here is not worth, it's not worth your time |
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I'm just a lonely, a lonely love sick boy with my rhyme. |
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It's dangerous, to be sleepin alone. |
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And it's way way way it's way to cold |
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To be at home. |
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And I am what I am, yes I am what I am |
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It ain't that bad. |
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And even the toughest white boy, yes even the baddest white boy |
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He still gets sad. |
