| Is it corny if I admit
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| That i check up on you from time to time when I’m on the net
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| I promise I ain’t no stalker it’s so awkward
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| When i actually come across you I act like I ain’t bothered a bit
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| And you know what that is and I know too
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| That’s pride mixed with lies mixed with I want you’s
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| Kinda maybe sorta or the order could be off
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| Often I wonder if I regret what I lost
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| At a later time could my state of mind make me blind
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| I pray it isn’t if it was I wouldn’t admit it
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| I thought that I was heading in the right direction
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| But maybe loneliness has got me second guessing
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| I got some fly women they follow me on twitter
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| I think I’ll DM’em alright I’m trippin'
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| But I’m hard wired for intimecy
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| So why does my loneliness lead to compromise
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| Is it weird it’s been a few years
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| We celebrated the ball droppin' together (cheers)
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| The stuff you used to wear different products in your hair
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| When I smell’em in the air I feel like you’re somewhere near
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| Is it me is it you was it lie was it truth
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| Maybe it’s just nobody’s ever good enough for you
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| Ok I swear I’m going through asked my homie what to do
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| He said boy listen here cause I’m finna tell the truth
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| Everybody think about they ex’s
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| Even if you got kids man we two your best friend
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| In them memories are easily made but hard to forget
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| Cause they ex’ed up in your heart the good times and regrets
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| It’s curiosity get you in trouble
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| Specially if it’s forbidden kind that you run to
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| Ah man yeah you’re more sensitive then you’ll ever admit
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| So be careful who you make memories with
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| The secret is to learn what it means to be content
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| And celebrate what God’s given not the things He didn’t
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| Our heart is always longing for more and it wanna bug out
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| That’s why we gotta drink from that water that never run out
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| But sometimes
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| I’m still curious |