| I’m just depressed
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| Heaven, without you
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| Crush your sweet ice
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| You just too cool
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| Diamonds and fear
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| Automatic youth
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| My symptomatic haze
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| I’m dead that way
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| I guess I’m just dead that way
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| Right on
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| Automatic youth
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| My symptomatic haze
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| I’m dead that way
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| I guess I’m just dead that way
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| But her heart has a spirit
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| If you listen close, you can hear it
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| And it’s something more than when horny
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| ‘Cause you’re something like a discovery
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| And it moves you like no other
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| What a frailty to be discovered
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| Rewind time
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| I loved you
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| Who am I kidding with the past tense
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| Still love you in your absence
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| Now our daughter asking why I was absent
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| So when explaining why to our smart kid
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| Standing on top of the carcass of a flaming lie
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| Tell her fame is why, I was trying to be like a famous guy
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| Came inside, baby’s mine
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| Laying beside you, the baby inside you
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| I was playing this guitar
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| Zoom out, one year later
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| Gloom is rushing down your moon cheeks
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| Raining now
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| Explaining why I wasn’t around
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| Claiming I wasn’t a father to my daughter
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| Painted lies on my tainted hide
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| I thought to tell her all she could point at was manifested from joints that I
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| sang
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| And by the way, how’s that hot water, food and roof under that raining sky?
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| Shit, now I’m being an asshole in a castle
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| Sorry, lame was I
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| Mainly I just wanna be cool, trill, real family ties
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| On acid, laughing
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| Sound good, hope it happen
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| And for this angel, you to thank
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| My two cents in the bank
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| Automatic youth
|
| My symptomatic haze
|
| I’m dead that way
|
| I guess I’m just dead that way
|
| Right on
|
| Automatic youth
|
| My symptomatic haze
|
| I’m dead that way
|
| I guess I’m just dead that way
|
| But my heart has a spirit
|
| If you listen close, you can hear it
|
| And it’s something more than when horny
|
| ‘Cause I’m something like a discovery
|
| And it moves you like no other
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| What a frailty to be discovered |