| Is it really me? |
| Yeah
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| Is it really me? |
| Yeah
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| Blu, Blu, Blu
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| Suck my clit'
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| Oh no, you kidding me?
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| God forsake my soul, you feeling me?
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| Please give me some control, the enemy
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| Has got no shape or form, no cape or horns
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| Is it really me? |
| Is it really me?
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| «Is it really me ?» |
| I ask myself
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| Am I to blind to see? |
| Should I ask for help? |
| Do I have to yell?
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| I can’t tell what to do with these dilemmas, God
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| Tell me what or who do I gotta fight next
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| I know it’s all a test, I know that I could be more than the best
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| I know they impressed and I ain’t even started yet
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| Ha, this shit is a fucking mess
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| And I’m blessed, yeah, but I’m stressed
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| Need more money, I need less
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| inside my head, I need more sense inside my plans
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| And I can’t win if I can’t stand on my own
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| I don’t wanna pose, not looking for miracles
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| I just wanna hope, just wanna heal my soul
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| Oh no, you kidding me?
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| God forsake my soul, you feeling me?
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| Please give me some control, the enemy
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| Has got no shape or form, no cape or horns
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| Is it really me? |
| Is it really me?
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| I must be rock & roll, I must be stumblin' on the wrong path
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| Must be attracted to bad, or maybe I’m bad
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| Maybe this is preparation and I’m getting everything I wish I had
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| And I carry damn mountains on my back
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| So forgive if I slack but I do stay on track
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| Don’t lose sight of my goals, no, I never stand back
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| But these days then what’s holding me back?
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| Hey, I don’t know
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| Maybe it’s the Jenga, maybe it’s the growth
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| Maybe it’s the confrontation for the things that I got to let go
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| I say hey, I don’t know
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| Maybe it’s the Jenga, maybe it’s the growth
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| Maybe it’s the confrontation for the things that I got to let go
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| Oh no, you kidding me?
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| God forsake my soul, you feeling me?
|
| Please give me some control, the enemy
|
| Has got no shape or form, no cape or horns
|
| Is it really me? |
| Is it really me?
|
| Oh no, you kidding me?
|
| God forsake my soul, you feeling me?
|
| Please give me some control, the enemy
|
| Has got no shape or form, no cape or horns
|
| Is it really me? |
| Is it really me?
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| Is it really me? |
| Yeah
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| Blu, Blu, Blu, Blu
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| Blu, Blu, Blu, Blu, Blu, Blu
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| Suck my clit' bitch |