| I’ma get on my sort of emo shit on this one
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| Gonna vent a little
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| I hope you don’t mind
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| Yeah, listen
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| I hope you don’t mind if I spill my pain
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| The longer that I don’ts like I’m goin' insane
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| Can I let it all out?
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| And can I let it all out?
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| See I hope you don’t mind if I spill my pain
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| The longer that I don’ts like I’m goin' insane
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| Can I let it all out?
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| Can I let it all out? |
| (yo)
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| Yeah
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| Ayo, I wish I had a time machine
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| To change the way that my mind perceives everything my eyes have seen
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| And make me look at life through a wider screen
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| It ain’t what you might believe’s happening behind the scenes
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| I treat the beat like an X-ray, press play
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| Lookin' inside, the best way to express pain
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| Fucking up is becoming something I’m used to
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| But sometimes to find yourself you gotta lose you
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| To those listening sorry for being emo
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| But fuck what the doctor says, this is what I need though
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| Yeah, and so I’m walking into that cloud
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| Where it has to hurt just to bring you back down
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| Almost became addicted to the painkillers
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| 'Cause without that feeling, yo, the pain’s killer
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| You’d think having a near death experience’d
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| Make a smart person take their life more serious
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| From nearly dying to feeling so enlightened
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| To nearly crying and feeling only frightened
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| Releasing this is hard, yo, it fuckin' hurts a bit
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| It’s the only way I know how to come to terms wit' it
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| And this is Matt here, I’m giving you the real me
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| I just hope that you can feel me
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| And I know you’re probably thinking I should keep it to myself
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| But I can’t, yo, I need it 'cause it helps
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| I hope you don’t mind if I spill my pain
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| The longer that I don’ts like I’m goin' insane
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| Can I let it all out?
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| Can I let it all out?
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| So I hope you don’t mind if I spill my pain
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| The longer that I don’ts like I’m goin' insane
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| Can I let it all out?
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| Can I let it all out?
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| Yeah
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| And with the partyin', I think I needa settle down
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| To be real, I’m getting a little messy now
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| A few drinks and I’m stressing out
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| In another state, looking for my own mum to come and get me out
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| I got no idea when I’m coming home
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| And all I want is to be left the fuck alone
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| I’m only being real, the depression comes and goes
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| Ignore it, 'cause tonight there is yet another show
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| Looking in the mirror like, «What the fuck am I staring at?»
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| Not recognisin' the brutal mess that is staring back
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| So I’m giving you the deepest shit you’ll ever hear
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| So if you got time for Matthew then lend an ear
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| I’m just hoping that I’ve said it clear
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| If I stay on this path, the end for 360 is gettin' near
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| I know you’re thinking I should keep it to myself
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| But I can’t, yo, I need it 'cause it helps
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| I hope you don’t mind if I spill my pain
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| The longer that I don’ts like I’m goin' insane
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| Can I let it all out?
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| Can I let it all out?
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| So I hope you don’t mind if I spill my pain
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| The longer that I don’ts like I’m goin' insane
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| Can I let it all out?
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| Can I let it all out?
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| Yeah
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| I see my mates like my brothers, yo
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| I hardly see 'em anymore, the last time was a month ago
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| They either working or getting in relationships
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| I should do that too, but, yo, I hate the shit
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| Don’t get me wrong, yo, I love women
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| With what I see though, it makes it hard for me to put my trust in 'em
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| All it takes is one person to fail you
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| And then you feel like majority will fail too
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| My insecurities’ll swallow me whole
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| And, when they arise, yo, I’m not in control
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| They watchin' every move and they move with me
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| Like, «Look at that dude, '60, that motherfucker’s too skinny»
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| I can handle friends tellin' me I’m underweight
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| But, from a stranger, it’s something that I fucking hate
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| I know you’re unaware that shit’s a low blow
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| But you feel the need to tell me like you think I don’t know?
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| No, that’s rude, find a bridge and jump off
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| And if I tell you to fuck off then fuck off
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| That’s not being immature about it
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| That’s me admitting I’m insecure about it
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| And yo I’m sorry if I’m seemin' insane
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| But I wrote this while I was at the peak of the pain
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| But now it’s got me thinking I should keep it to myself
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| But I can’t, yo, I need it 'cause it helps
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| I hope you don’t mind if I spill my pain (I hope you don’t mind)
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| The longer that I don’ts like I’m goin' insane (like I’m goin' insane)
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| Can I let it all out?
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| Can I let it all out? |
| (let it all out, yeah)
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| So I hope you don’t mind if I spill my pain
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| The longer that I don’ts like I’m goin' insane
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| Can I let it all out?
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| Can I let it all out? |
| (let it all out, yeah)
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| Yeah |