| For only takers, stand and take in where you are
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| Turn around and face it, you’re adjacent to the scar
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| «I want mine here though»
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| We heard that story before (
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| Woo, hahaha
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| What you think we’re taming with the towers and the oar?
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| You keep evading boy, you putting me flat on the floor
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| It’s okay,
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| you were young when you were gave it
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| But you stayed there
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| And you’d expect it when we photograph our scars
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| Some lonely fable that we took in then right from the start
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| I want it back
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| I want it back
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| Won’t you tell me how to get it back?
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| I want it back
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| I want it back
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| Why won’t you tell me how to get it back?
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| My, my, my, my
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| I’m coming over for another story told
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| I’m saying homie that it’s not what you been sold
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| It’s hardly what you’d know
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| The ordinary something neither of us holds
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| No folding gold for protecting from the lords
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| Who’s that really we leave out in the cold?
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| But they’re depending, so you just keep giving pause
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| «I must defend it», oh, the tariffs hit you hard
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| Just keep adding up boy, you’ll be below regard |