| The rains are falling,
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| I had a run, some close calls
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| I lost and played the game, I lost and played the game
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| Been lost for many days, feel like I’m stuck in place
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| Let me fly, let me fly
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| This is the story of the king and I
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| Or yet a black bird who always had a dream to fly
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| It’s like everyday will prey on this bird so he keep it knee to sky
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| And weed to high, thinking he defy the gravity of love
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| Killing him softly, the tragedy of love
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| There had to be a dove that was out there for him
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| He be madly in love and then go to boredom
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| His own issues, he would ignore 'em
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| And pour 'em into work and being so called free
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| Now imagine this bird being me
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| I always thought, «I'm the one to fly free»
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| Played the game and handled it like Kyrie
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| Looking past my exes like I’m YZ
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| Not thinking, «Why me?» |
| 'cause she cry me a river
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| I’m thinking bigger, looking for the perfect picture
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| Takes much practice, I was in love with an actress, a singer, and a tennis
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| player
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| Star Wars of love, every princess had a Leia
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| 'Don't commit' city, you could say I was the mayor
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| Am I built for relationships and marriages?
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| Questions I had for my aunt and a therapist
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| Checking in and out of Heartbreak Hotel, man
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| Bag lady, I’m the bellman
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| The rains are falling,
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| I had a run, some close calls
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| I lost and played the game, I lost and played the game
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| Been lost for many days, feel like I’m stuck in place
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| Let me fly, let me fly |