| Girlfriend
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| Want you to be
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| Girlfriend
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| Reached into my mind for reflection
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| The truth is obscuring my perception
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| So take a hit on this shit feel the resin on our fingertips
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| And watch it billow, billow, let it go
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| Reached into my mind for reflection
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| The truth is obscuring my perception
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| So take a hit on this ship filled with resin on our fingertips
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| And watch it billow, billow, let it go
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| Schedule that freely, you can pick a day
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| We can roll em up and roll em up
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| So I can watch everything ricochet
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| Six months since I last seen you
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| Clip blunts in them ash trays
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| While we speak up on them past days
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| You know I still have faith
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| It’s been ten months since I last seen you
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| Clip blunts in them ash trays
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| While we speak up on them past days
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| You know I still have faith
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| You know I still have faith
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| Schedule that freely, you can pick a day
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| We can roll em up and roll em up
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| Sit back and watch everything ricochet
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| Schedule that freely, you can pick a day
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| We can roll one up and roll one up
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| So I can watch everything ricochet
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| (Reached into my mind
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| Reached in, reached into, to my, to my mind
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| Let it, let it)
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| Innocence lost, it’s never retained
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| It’s never the same, it’s never the same
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| Leave this world with some inspiration
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| I’ll take the bait before a pure of gold
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| Come to grips with your intuition
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| Hear the whispers of your soul
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| Steer you down the road you’re on
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| It’s all your own
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| Innocence lost, it’s never retained
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| It’s never the same, it’s never the same
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| Leave this world with some inspiration
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| I’ll take the bait before a pure of gold
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| Come to grips with your intuition
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| Hear the whispers of your soul
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| Steer you down the road you’re on
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| It’s all your own |