| I remember they would mumble
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| That I never get far than that
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| Look at me truthfully, now you know
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| Walk to the pass that’s covered in snow
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| Roses all over paved stone
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| Headin' to the homes of Malibu
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| My heart is droppin' just like me
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| Say my goodbyes, know I gotta go
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| Head to the homes of Malibu
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| To the homes of Malibu
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| SESH
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| Walkin' through the green glade
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| Hate in my DNA
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| Life is just a replay
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| So the game we play
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| Give 'em no leeway
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| Motherfuck bein' paid
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| All I truly need is a shack by Serene Lake
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| Bein' late, slept in, crows and they nestin'
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| Right up on my head, on the roof when I’m restin'
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| Best in, best out, what the fuck you talkin' bout?
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| Moss on the rocks lead me to your whereabouts
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| Clear 'em out, layin' down, shoulda never stuck around
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| DeadBoys on the hunt, know they do not fuck around
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| And I don’t need 'em to believe me
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| Life, breath, SESH bitch, I’ll see ya when I see ya |