| Yeah, whoever told you love is simple is a liar
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| Whoever told you peace is easy don’t admire
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| I wanna hold you but I can’t control the fire
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| They’ll find us burning, ain’t no putting out that light, yea
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| Desire turn to thee Sire, turns into a quiet old man full of white hair
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| Thought we had it all planned out in the high chair
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| But even then everything was a fight, yeah
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| Peas and carrots, what we inherit
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| I see the merit in displeasing parents
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| No need to sugar coat it
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| I see the need for being married
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| But who would condone it?
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| When your dreams are being buried
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| And it seems you’ve been disowned
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| I say, «Hold on to that little piece of you that’s still upon you»
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| Blink twice and where’s it gone to
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| Think twice but what it gonn' do?
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| If this the type of life you prone to
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| Just let it own you, I’m saying
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| In our youth, who are we?
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| Can I hold you close without losing me?
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| In our youth, who are we?
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| Can I hold you close without losing me?
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| So how am I gonna hold you when this love is so disarming?
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| Thought I was so lucky 'cause you told me I was charming
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| What? |
| Nobody told you making money is a problem?
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| For a rapper, ain’t that funny how it’s always so alarming?
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| Same with actors, same with authors
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| All the same, just blame the artist
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| Heart of martyr’d poets pardon
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| I’m an odd man always starving for attention
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| Tens of thousands could’ve mentioned I am worthy
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| But I’m thirsty, not an ounce of you could quench it
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| I’m defenseless, I’m always swinging for the fences
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| Yeah, I’m always swinging for the fences
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| I’m always swinging for the fences, I’m always swinging
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| Tryna hold on to this feeling while believing in this journey
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| It won’t hurt me more than needed, it won’t heal me in a hurry
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| I just wanna call it even, but you’re leaving me defenseless
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| I’m always swinging
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| In our youth, who are we?
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| Can I hold you close without losing me?
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| (When you’re holding me)
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| (Whe-whe-when you’re holding me)
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| In our youth, who are we?
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| Can I hold you close without losing me?
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| In our youth, who are we?
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| Can I hold you close without losing me? |