| You ready Q?
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| Let’s do it
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| Give 'em like two bars, how many you want?
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| Two bars?
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| In two bars just go
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| Cool, lets go
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| It doesn’t seem like it could be anybody else, but truly me
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| And I’m only better when I dream, yeah
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| I wish I had more secrets
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| How could it be?
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| Oh, ow could it be?
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| And how could it be?
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| And how could it be, be, be, be?
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| I try so hard to listen
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| How could it be different?
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| I wouldn’t know the difference
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| Even if I’m trying
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| I feel like I’m not living
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| Even if you hold me down are you fucking with me?
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| 'Cause I’m going far out and I’m going
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| Far out and I’m going
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| Far out and I’m going
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| I hope that this makes its way
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| I hope that I don’t ride in vain
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| Oh, I try to vindicate so it weighs lesser
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| So if it turns up again
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| I don’t feel this way
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| Oh no
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| And I try not to say what I’m really meaning
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| 'Cause I don’t want the chaos if I hurt your feelings
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| Oh, please don’t say I’m cold, yeah
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| I got good intentions babe, yeah
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| I’m far out
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| Far out, oh, and I’m
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| I’m so far out
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| I hope that this makes it way
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| I hope I never ride in vain
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| So if it turns up again
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| I will never ever feel this way again
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| Oh no
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| (Yeah, that was a good one, thanks!) |