| «I'm tired of this.»
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| «What is it? |
| What are you tired of?»
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| «I'm tired of you not being here.»
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| «I'm here, I’m here right now. |
| I’m here right now.»
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| «The only time I connected with you is via social media.»
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| «Listen, all you gotta do—»
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| «Are you never home?»
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| «I'm connected right now.»
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| «You always down the streets, all you do is work, come home, shower,
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| get dressed, and go the hell out»
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| Am I not a man, or another man, yeah
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| Just thought I’d be, yeah
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| All we can be
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| No one can always be kissin' undr the mistletoe
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| Evntually you’ll be sendin' each other missiles and wonderin' just where this
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| will go
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| Even considerin' splittin', but neither one of you wanna make it official,
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| though
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| That pressure build in the kettle until the whistle blow
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| I know if ever I left you, I’d only miss you, though
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| Our love is in a place where there’s no time or space
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| No time to waste on the outside of our divine embrace because of my mistakes
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| Sometimes we overcomplicate or undercompensate
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| I try to keep it namaste but you’ve just got complaints
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| I say you know me and you told me to get out your face
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| But you should know your crown is safe
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| And I’m proud to say I’d never just vanish without a trace
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| Who’s countin' arguments? |
| There’s to many to calculate
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| I know it’s a sweet and sour taste but when it’s good, it’s great
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| Energy and chemistry gets out of symmetry but we can be
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| Oh, you can be good, baby, oh
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| We could be
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| All you do is complain
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| We could be
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| Oh, we could be good, baby, ye-yeah
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| We could be, we could be
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| But all you do is complain
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| I’m like Johann Sebastian, the Zohan of fashion
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| The slow mind, really showin' no signs of graspin'
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| Go find the caption to explain the neutron and proton attraction, that’s
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| Got my wife at home, jealous of my microphone
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| Tellin' me, she’s really been missin' the smell of my cologne
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| That I’m too grown to be livin' this life of Rock 'n' Roll
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| That all the tension is really startin' to take its toll
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| And not to mention I really should try to take control
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| Instead of breakin' and takin' her where she hates to go
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| I know it’s because of that memory she cringes
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| The door was off the hinges, the curtain shredded to fringes
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| It’s crazy seein' the same image through different lenses
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| I’d like to say the price we pay shouldn’t be that expensive
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| If somethin' isn’t righteous, it’s making you apprehensive
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| But time is workin' with us, not against us, and we can be
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| Oh, you can be good, baby, oh
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| We could be
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| All you do is complain
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| We could be
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| Oh, we could be good, baby, ye-yeah
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| We could be, we could be
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| But all you do is complain
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| We both going to feel but we ain’t gotta fight
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| You can be real, fuck tryin' to be right
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| You can be straight with me, never tell lies
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| Easy as cake, baby, we could be pi
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| Instead of us trippin', you flippin' all night
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| We could be trippin', jumpin' on flights
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| And we should just listen (Just listen)
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| We gon' disagree, shit, maybe we different
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| Oh, you can be good, baby, oh
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| We could be
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| All you do is complain
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| We could be, we could be
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| Oh, we could be good, baby, ye-yeah
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| We could be, we could be
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| But all you do is complain
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| My soul can really feel your soul, you know what I mean?
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| Spirits or no spirits and our spirits agree |