| He wanted to make a difference, be understood right?
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| Wanted to go the distance, wanted to live that good life
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| Put some work on that wood, jumped and took flight
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| Left his hand writing in that book, what that look like?
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| Happy mess is the reach, touch and manifest it
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| Caught between respect your momma and them battle weapons
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| Lost your adolescence at them intersections
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| Spread them wings and you’re gonna need some landing lessons
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| The sun is going to burn them feathers
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| Lost track of time trying to ride the bender
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| Used to have an agenda but really why remember?
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| Doesn’t matter when your head’s in a bottle somewhere in Tribeca
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| Or maybe you sedated up in Silver Lake
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| Cheating fate, first rate, feeling great
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| Trying to turn a first date into a friendly game of kill the snake
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| Can’t wait to get her face against a pillow case
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| Progress that came with a cost
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| Rejoice for the rain that will wash
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| Multiple choice, you can stay on that cross
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| Or grab it by the arms and break them off
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| The wheels are stopped, done, so let me off
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| Deal the cards but already lost
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| Kill me now just to get applause
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| Steal the shot, run, and set it off
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| I feel and I fear and I want and I can’t break away
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| I feel and I fear and I want and I can’t break away
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| If they buy it for you, how you not going to drink it?
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| If they fry it for you, how you not going to eat it?
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| If they throw it to you, how you not going to hold it?
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| Touch it taste it love it and fuck with it a moment?
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| Every city’s the same scene, gangrene
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| Vampire’s looking at your veins, fangs craving
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| Interchangeable hair, similar name jeans
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| Faux-made take charge and late start playthings
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| It ain’t harder to tell
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| They rebel to celebrate the day their martyr had fell
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| Now meet him at the bar cause it’s part of the sell
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| Felt at peace, leaving pieces of his heart at hotels
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| Stepped in with his next new best friend
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| On the bed’s edge loading up on the weapon
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| Trying to win big all bets in
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| Now pull the bedspread back and pop that essence |