| Mayday, I think we going down again, down again
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| I want the real thing, nothing counterfeit, counterfeit
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| I’m tryna feel the same way that we used to
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| Can’t find the words to explain, do do do do do do do
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| Shorty, I’ma stay true to you, you
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| Got me tripping like my fucking shoe’s loose, ah
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| You tell me everything’s fine
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| As I sit there and just burn alive
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| Got me thinking, do you hate me?
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| Thoughts that cross my mind of you all the time
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| I been thinking 'bout it lately, yah
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| Can you hate me for a second, what’s right?
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| Now my back’s on the wall, I can’t lie
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| Mama entertains, used to call you, I’m a baby
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| Mayday, I think we going down again, down again
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| I want the real thing, nothing counterfeit, counterfeit
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| I’m tryna feel the same way that we used to
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| Can’t find the words to explain, do do do do do do do
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| Shorty, I’ma stay true to you, you
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| Got me tripping like my fucking shoe’s loose, ah
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| You tell me everything’s fine
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| As I sit there and just burn alive
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| Got me thinking, do you hate me?
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| Thoughts that cross my mind of you all the time
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| I been thinking 'bout it lately, yah
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| Can you hate me for a second, what’s right?
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| Now my back’s on the wall, I can’t lie
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| Mama entertains, used to call you, I’m a baby |